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May. 26th, 2014 | 12:39 am

I’m writing this song for you and me
For the left-behind, waiting in the shadows
The sincerest person in the world
Sacrifices himself, but is not seen
Gave everything, but got nothing
that’s why you feel weak, though you’re stronger than ever
Feel worthless, though you’re brimming with talent
Pay only attention to your faults, though you‘re alright
But when I tell you all that, you don’t believe me

I’m writing this song for you and me
For the left-behind, waiting in the shadows
I’ve never felt understood, never felt at home
When I’ve met him he showed me life
Fought for him, but was abandoned
That’s why I feel lonely, though my world is crowded
empty, though pain is inspiring
See only him, though anybody would be better
But he doesn’t come back and love is worth nothing

Today we are standing on a bridge, Just you and me and we’re best friends now
I’m putting a hand on your shoulder and realize: We’re strangely connected
both wounded, both left behind
You’re beautiful, it’s true
I stand by you, though she doesn‘t
As you stand by me, though he doesn‘t
Wouldn’t it be easy: you and me?
Maybe our truth lies somewhere inbetween…
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