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Highs and Lows

By Prem


Verse 1

Her name's the headline of my diary,Every page signed by her red lipstick.Filled three pages with whispers that can’t wait to breathe,Tales of love — the genre, my only fantasy.


Pre-Chorus

Then the fourth page turns,Hits me hard like a shotgun.Letters drown in tears,You write what I can’t hear.My ink ran dry, and I was out of words,When you said it’s over,I wasn’t far from sober.


Chorus

I ride the highs and lows of love,Waves — they crash, but just to become one.I write the highs and lows of love,Our story’s not done until we are one.I’ll erase all of my errors,New quill with new feather.Mark my words, I promise,Colour me in your kisses.I’ll put it all on the line,To love you for now and for all time.


Verse 2

I’ll never change — I’ll be the sun that you always seek,Light up your life, be the warmth whenever you are in need.No, the days, the distance — don’t matter to me,I’ll be patient, praying for you to accept my plea.


Pre-Chorus

So when the fourth page turns,This time, I’ll be the one,Who hits you with my loving —A smile instead of sobbing.I’m rewriting our stars,Aligning them for the best.Best of our interests,Only then I can rest.


Chorus (Repeat)

I ride the highs and lows of love,Waves — they crash, but just to become one.I write the highs and lows of love,Our story’s not done until we are one.I’ll erase all of my errors,New quill with new feather.Mark my words, I promise,Colour me in your kisses.I’ll put it all on the line,To love you for now and for all time.


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