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LOST
FOR WORDS
Thinking of you,
the beam from your face beats down / Imagining you, the elegance
as you spin ‘round / I’m at a loss for words, of
how I feel for you / And the whistling of these birds, is my
song to you / And that’s the truth / My heart was made
for you? and every beat it makes, I feel you / Hearing your
voice, makes everything else sound dull / Watching your grace,
the endless beauty overflows / I’m at a loss for words,
of how I feel for you / I can’t write another verse, I’ll
just have to show you / That will be proof / I am lost for words...
this truly means everything, I love you |
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