Eternal Sunshine

Beside myself with you
an expression I can’t place
I’m weak to new

I could trace till blue
the contours of your face
beside myself with you

It’s as if hope grew
while expecting disgrace
I’m weak to new

Our days may be few
but between us shrinks space
beside myself with you

This cuckoo done flew
common sense did erase
I’m weak to new

A love I find true
past without trace
beside myself with you
I’m weak to new

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