Hostage
When you keep me hostage, No ransom could set me free No bribe, no sweet talk No sugary treats could sweeten the deal No familiar face could sway me When you call out my name I'll know it's you And I'll know it's your voice I'd come to you, swift and blind, Like it's the final glimpse of you I'll ever seize As if losing you were losing all. I'll come running, no trace Of fear or regret Just the longing, the ache For one more moment, one more take
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