Life´s ambition occupy my time,
priorities confuse the mind.
Happiness one step behind
this inner peace I´ve yet to find.
Rivers flow into the sea,
yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I´m not blind why can´t I see
that a circle can´t fit where a square should be.
There´s a hole in my heart
that can only be filled by you.
This heart of stone is where I hide,
these feet of clay kept warm inside.
Day by day less satisfied,
not fade away untill I die.
There´s a hole in my heart,
that can only be filled by you.
Should have known from the start,
I´d fall short with the things I do.
Hole Harted, Extreme
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