You never have been and never will be
In second place in the race for me
You hold the lead, baton in your hand
At the finish line is where I’ll stand
You look around to see who to beat
Its then you realize you see only street
You entered yourself in a one man race
And the fact you still compete ensures first place
The finish line is where it all ends
Your title changes to ‘love’ from ‘friend’
My heart is yours, set in your hands
To protect and care for to create new plans
Now it’s up to you to continue to run
It’s up to you to decide when to be done
You can reach the end or take a detour
But staying the course means I’m always yours
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