the first erykah

dont you wish you could start over
and maybe learn how to love
you could stop hurting yourself and we could move on

baggage claim and warm embrace
the loveliest blue in sight
black wool and my heart
I knew I was home
when you were in my arms

we can have a drink and laugh together
and I can give you my soul
the sun could carry my smile across all those rivers below

black gold and rainstorms across our bed
I cradled my arms under your head
and I hoped the world would end outside this hotel

dont you wish we could go back in time
and realize why it was the best we could ever have been



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