he was just a boy with feelings
it wasn't his fault that he felt high around her
it was just what his body told him
and if i could have changed the way he saw me
i wouldn't have
because rose colored glasses distort true vision
- maybe one day i'll be your clarity
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That clarity comes to us all with experience.
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