You wake up Tuesday morning,
Brush the sleep out of your eyes,
And form a smile.
Ghosts once all around you now,
They haunt the house no more.
They ran a mile.
Climb down from the stratosphere,
With feelings running high in here.
Valentine;
For a little while.
Watch you forget about yourself,
Now you're different
Someone else.
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