Who am I to you?
like wind that drifts below the trees
I'm there for a second then drift away
like the lapping waves of angry seas
Tossing, turning beneath dirty sheets
who am I to you today
the warmth of skin upon your shoulder
the kind that fades away
You see my face in the crowd
nonchelantly dismiss my smile
who am I to you tonight
another shadow in your heart's exile
The rain scatters on your furrowed brow
your eyes have never looked so blue
we say nothing, I speak to your ghost
Who was I to you?
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