Too Good To Be True

Things seem so different

Though not much has changed at all

Self deconstruction and now I find

That I am tearing down my walls

Always so cynical, careful

Cautious, and distrustful

But now I see the world through rose colored glasses

And everything is beautiful

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My head is spinning in the clouds

And I'm walking on air

If I couldn't change a single thing

I wouldn't really care

Do dreams ever come true

Or is this just another point of view?

It's beautiful and new

It seems too good to be true

I'm afraid that things will change

And then these feelings will slip away

Then my rose colored world

Would turn to many shades of gray

And I'd wonder if I'd ever feel

The same again one day

If I do, will it be too good to be true?

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