Could I hold on, or should I hold on to you? Ask, I will tell the truth there is nothing I should hide And if I move to slow, if you are bored I need to know I am weak to hide inside, to force what I do not feel If all we have is a question, there is no hope to find a future But something in me cries for you It feels too real this time I think I love you, though I do not know what love means Girl of my dreams, or a friend that one day leaves Could I trust this when I have lied to myself before? Will I do it all again to taste what I have imagined we could be? Look what I have become this pressure that we feel In a world of possibilities, this may not prove real But could we give enough, backed against a wall? Too close to breathe, but too far to fall All I ever wanted was to feel you closer to me And it is sad to feel this resistance What once before had felt so free Let tomorrow be I cannot be so impatient Pushing every answer, when there is not any question Let me feel good now And though this may have to end, I hope I am always with you Honestly your friend I think I love you
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