Smalltown Poets

Lyrics

Middle Of A First Love

I’m more than letters in red
Or a verse that gets stuck in your head
Worldwide, but still more than rare
In any language, beyond compare

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I know where you came from
Forever be your first love
Showing what you’re made of
In the middle of a first love

You’re more than present or past
Or the best of times that won’t last
Still mine, but now more your own
A sudden freedom, alive to be known

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And it feels like your heart
and your soul and your mind are frozen.
Don’t worry, you can’t leave behind a love that has found every way to keep going and going

So much life in the palm of your hand
Now you get to choose how it opens

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by K. Breuner, M. DeJesus, B. Goggin, M. Johnston, D. Stephens © 2018 Smalltown Poetry (ASCAP)