Cast you from my mind Save you for tonight
Momentary flight
I guess I’m fine
Thoughts not spoken loud
Head lives in the clouds
Save me from my doubts
Against the world
Life seen through the wind
Nothing I won’t give
Face that once has been
It’s not enough
Can’t sleep through the call
With you, I’m ten feet tall
Fade right through the wall
I’m done

I also have one to share

You know what I am going to say. I love you. What other men may mean when they use that expression, I cannot tell. What I mean is that I am under the influence of some tremendous attraction which I have resisted in vain, and which overmasters me. You could draw me to fire, you could draw me to water, you could draw me to the gallows, you could draw me to any death, you could draw me to anything I have most avoided, you could draw me to any exposure and disgrace. This and the confusion of my thoughts, so that I am fit for nothing, is what I mean by your being the ruin of me.

answer: on it

explanation:

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