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A perfect pair
A perfect pair
Can’t eat, I can’t sleep a wink; head’s rolling in and out
like the tide and I’m starting to sink
Frayed nerves, chewed nails, on the brink; I’ve got so much
on my mind but I just can’t think
Straight ahead, far behind; always something on my mind
Life’s been treating me so unkind, still I just feel we’re
going to find
The last piece of the puzzle, finally see the map, find your
way to a smile sit here on my lap
It’s not on your phone, no there isn’t an app; kiss your
pretty face and give your ass a slap
Like how they used to greet a newborn, that list of fears
gets torn
Way past due to welcome a new morn, a queen’s throne for you
to adorn
Leave the rest lay in the ashes of the pain, wipe your hands
to cleanse the stain
No more worry or disdain, time to drop that day and learn to
live again
You’re not beholden to anyone there, bruises and bloodstains
don’t equate care
Fix your gorgeous face and do your lovely hair, come and
stand with me to make a perfect pair
From now to the end of time, and then a little longer, every
day my love for you gets stronger
Take my hand, my heart my love, babe it’s always there, come
and stand with me to make a perfect pair
I love you Christina!
Tim Windisch
05/20/2023
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By Tim WindischA perfect pair
Can’t eat, I can’t sleep a wink; head’s rolling in and out
like the tide and I’m starting to sink
Frayed nerves, chewed nails, on the brink; I’ve got so much
on my mind but I just can’t think
Straight ahead, far behind; always something on my mind
Life’s been treating me so unkind, still I just feel we’re
going to find
The last piece of the puzzle, finally see the map, find your
way to a smile sit here on my lap
It’s not on your phone, no there isn’t an app; kiss your
pretty face and give your ass a slap
Like how they used to greet a newborn, that list of fears
gets torn
Way past due to welcome a new morn, a queen’s throne for you
to adorn
Leave the rest lay in the ashes of the pain, wipe your hands
to cleanse the stain
No more worry or disdain, time to drop that day and learn to
live again
You’re not beholden to anyone there, bruises and bloodstains
don’t equate care
Fix your gorgeous face and do your lovely hair, come and
stand with me to make a perfect pair
From now to the end of time, and then a little longer, every
day my love for you gets stronger
Take my hand, my heart my love, babe it’s always there, come
and stand with me to make a perfect pair
I love you Christina!
Tim Windisch
05/20/2023