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Small Ways

By Bruce Clifford

I'm breathing the same air you breathe
Seeing the same stars you see
You seem so out of reach
You seem so out of reach

If you recognize me now
I know I am a different man in small ways
If you looked into my soul now
What you will sense will either draw you closer or push you away

And when you are away from me
Nothing seems to matter
When you are far away from me
I don't know what I'm after

If you recognize me today
I know I am different in many small ways
If you could feel the pulse of my heart
The depths of my soul
Not sure we will ever know

And when you are away from here
Nothing seems like heaven
When you are close to me
Like a new chance I have been given

I'm breathing the same air you breathe
Seeing the same clouds you see
You seem so far away from me
You seem so far and out of reach
I guess it doesn't matter
I don't know what I'm after

If you recognize me now
I know I am a different man in small ways
If you looked into my soul now
What you will sense will either draw you closer or push you away

10/28/04 Bruce Clifford  

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