And One Day, I Met Joe...my Joe

Been the one who fixes broken windows

Sometimes I find myself fixing hearts

I do it to make you stay but you always want to go

So I take in and endure the sweet pain

'Cause they told me love is hard art

But one day, I met Joe

And I woke up like sister Rose

By a true love kiss and real real love

And at my knees - a whole kingdom

Flowery Prose
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