Weird Place

I’m in a weird place

When I see your face

I saw it at my house

And I was a quiet as a mouse

I saw it in the car

It didn’t shake me ajar

I saw it in my dreams

I don’t know what it means

How many times is it just a fiction

Maybe it’s a dereliction

I didn’t want to follow

Sometimes my heart is hollow

But sometimes I smile

Because I know it’s coming in a while

But for now I’m in a weird place

When I see your face

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