Rehearsed Hospitality

As I opened the door my rehearsed hospitality
Cannot come close to expressing your grace
Or the perfectly shaped shape of your face
They tell us premeditate formality
Any manner of speaking
Cannot come close to the music of your voice
You raise three fingers
Your words somehow linger
I keep you as close as I dare

It's your choice
It's your preference
Am I crazy
To think you're beautiful
It's your choice
It's your preference
Is it so crazy
To say I'm in love with you

Snap back to attention
I fake a dozen smiles
The mind and all it's wanderings
Will lead you astray
History reveals fates fate is what you make
They tell us the natural course to follow
Lies too hard to swallow
Who directs the course of love
The flow of energy
Stuck as you walk out
Desperate to call out

It's your choice
It's your preference
Am I crazy
To think you're beautiful
It's your choice
It's your preference
Is it so crazy
To say I'm in love with you



Credits
Writer(s): Rebecca Simpson
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