Undepleted

When on the other
side of the room
music is playin’ and
all you hear is bass,
that’s like love –
more than a face.

Have you ever been
left behind standing
on the platform wishing
for what might have been?
That’s like love –
always wonderin’.

[chorus]
Never shallow,
never depleted,
love is simply deeper
than lovers allow.

[verse]
She told me about when
she was a chef in London.
Little did I know
how little I knew.
That’s like love –
more real than true.

Never shallow,
never depleted,
love is simply deeper
than lovers allow.

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About mrsorenson

all over the place
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