And as they pass, they change,
Like the light that shines on your body,
As our life together is rearranged,
With each step that we take,
Within our own,
Until we reconnect,
And acknowledge how each has grown,
Or, not caught up,
With what the world demands.
If I had a penny for each time I've looked around,
And I'm in a new land,
In which I'm not all right,
I'm the odd one out,
And need to come back to you,
To figure it all out.
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