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The Secret
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HEARTACHE I wonder how may people have seen you like I do
Beneath the hard exterior
I wonder if you feel the way I do
When I see past the uniform
I wonder how many people have seen you like I do
Behind the professionalism way of life
If they even wonder what its like
To see the things I do
If you don't care you don't let on
And I am basking in this ecstasy glow
Covered in caring kisses and caresses
That I know will fade when morning comes.
To be put behind closed doors,
Locked sound and air tight.
And to now become the secret,
that once I used to have.
