It's lucky I'm not a navigator
for my compass only points east
not that it would make much difference
I'd wreck it anyway,
just like I've wrecked our love.
Yes I know I should be
strong, but I'm not,
wise, but I'm not
true, but to whom?
I'm trying but
I don't know how
I can be there with you
when I know that
I can't be there with you.
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