Dave Bringhurst

You and your friends don't seem to be afraid of me

I've been coming around here for awhile

I've watched you hide all your stuff

In dirty little piles

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I guess you trust me

I guess you trust me

Not to come back later and dig it all up

I imagine it will all be there

You've got way more than enough

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How did I ever gain your confidence

I didn't see you at first

I was back amid the shadows

You might have thought the worst

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But now you play, now you play

That same old game where you pretend

That you're innocent and happy

I wonder if you think of me as a friend

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You're beautiful when I look at you 

You move just like the wind

And I know that if I ever make you run

I'll never see you again

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But I can't complain, I can't complain

I'll have to take you as you are

And I'll keep coming back here

Coming back to play my guitar

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