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There are some days...
There are some days where I can do nothing but think of you So many distractions in the world Drama on television Politics in the media Shit-comedy movies in theatres Fancy food restaurants Gangs destroying the city Banks stealing your money And wilting flowers that liter the ground I look at those flowers and think of crushed, dead, and dying dreams. My own occasionaly among them But when I spend time with you Or even just see you The flowers grow back And my dreams renew Why I'm not affected by those distractions Is something I don't know But I'm guessing it has to do with you Because everytime I see you smile Everytime you're hair flows through the air Everytime I watch you move I can think only one thing
Oh yes, beautiful, I wanna be with you. | |
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