The reflection of the traffic
passes by in the window
and I count the cars
in time with the seconds
and with each passing blur
I know I am that much closer
to once again being yours.
Counting Cars
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The reflection of the traffic
passes by in the window
and I count the cars
in time with the seconds
and with each passing blur
I know I am that much closer
to once again being yours.
Autumn Siders 