Sunday, December 23


I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready for peace
I'm giving up the dove to the beast
I'm not ready to surrender to another gloved murderer

I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready to fly
I'm giving up belief in the sky
So you can take my seat in up above, on high, say goodbye

I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready to lie

I'm not ready to love
Until I'm ready to love you the way you should be loved
Until I'm ready to hold you the way you should be held
You should be held, but I'm not ready to

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