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Often we might confuse the two
But when the light of love is shining
It is said, you'll find your way through.
My heart is pressed firm on every side
And another gift is given to one standing nearby
I hold back the tears and I clinch my fist
Because Sunrises never looked like this.
And the weather man says there's more showers ahead
I reach for my raincoat, but grab a scarf instead
Ill prepared for heartbreak and afraid to tread
Because a vulnerable girl is one under-dressed.
But there are stories written throughout the course of my spine
Holding my head and heart in place, purposely divine.
We are important. We are.
Sunrises look a lot like sunsets
Often we might confuse the two
But when the light of Love is shining
Love is finding its way to you.