2. The First Sign

Born to be beautiful,
you're a natural symphony
a girl-next-door rhapsody.

Making it difficult
to be where I supposed to be
amazed by the scenery.

Is you're mark of mystery
some dark omen of my misery?
Wish there was some guarantee
this is no dead end detour.

Lost without a trace of time or place.
Thought I was on my way down. But, now I found that

you're the first sign that at last my heart has healed.
You're the first sign that the last time wasn't real.

Won't you show me the way back?
I can't think and I keep losing track.
I just seem to overreact
to the crimes that came before.

Lost without a trace of time or place.
Thought I was on my way down.But, now I found that

you're the first sign and the you’re last one I would guess.
You're the first sign of my lasting happiness.
You're the first sign that at last my heart has healed.
You're the first sign that the last time wasn't real.

I'm in you're pocket now
like a token of good faith,
a charmed tied around you're waist.

Knowing, somewhere, somehow,
if it feels I’ve lost my way
the map lies in your embrace.

Lost without a trace of time or place.
Thought I was on my way down. But, now I found that
 
You're the first sign that at last my heart has healed.
You're the first sign that the last time wasn't real.
You're the first sign and you’re the last one I would guess.
You're the first sign of my lasting happiness.

You're the first sign that at last my heart has healed.
You're the first sign that the last time wasn't real.
You're the first sign and you’re the last one I would guess.
You're the first sign of my lasting happiness. 

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