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Judging Books By Their CoversI know I may be lean,Uncomfortable being seen, But I feel like I am just what you need. All my body's thin, I don't let anyone in, But I can't help but let this begin. And though I may seem cold, And I feel I'm growing old, I wish that you would just come home. Cause I'm tired of feeling alone. Please tell me how to let go. Love, I know you're doing fine, Your chapters end so well. And love, I love your welling eyes, You seem happy, I can tell. Love I know you'll be alright, But I can't help but feel sorry. Cause love, your book will end just fine, But I am a different story. I am a different story. I know I am a mess, and I love most people less, But I miss the feel of your summer dress. And this all may be weird, I can feel you are not near, But please baby, just come back here. Please baby just come back here. Love I know you'll be alright, Your chapters end so well. Love I love your welling eyes, You're happy I can tell, Love I know you're doing fine, But I can't help but feel sorry, Cause love, your tale will end just fine, But mine is a different story. Mine is a different story. |