For the next time you need a fool

This time there will be no lighted path to my love

This time I’ll blindfold you

Cut off all your senses

And dare you to walk

 

This time my smile won’t be as sweet

You’ll endure the scrutiny of my glare

My time of day will not be given

Tell them my wild wind flies at night

 

This time will be different

I’ll don the flag of solo

I’ll dance the night alone

Acquainted with my solitude

A strength I’ll learn to own

 

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