I stand behind a wall unreflected,
What was it that you expected?
I'm terrified that you'll leave,
That it was nothing but a scheme.
The bridge to cross this ocean of land,
Lies in the hands of my special man.
Our hidden fears laid before us,
Terrified to hear their chorus.
At first sight I knew I was wrong,
There is nothing terrifying in this song.
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