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What You Mean To Me
Without you it's gloom,
I'm but an empty room,
Without you it's tears,
Even when everyone's there.
No one can ever replace,
You feel the empty space,
Somewhere in my heart,
I wait for you to spark.
The light of your love,
Illuminates my dark world,
I'm painted in brilliant colors,
I feel like a man of favor
With words that inspires courage,
And ways that reveals knowledge,
I feel my freezing heart,
Melting to the heat of your art.
That unusual art of love,
You must be sent from above,
To bring smiles to my face,
Take me to the highest place.
With your loving-tender;
You make me willingly surrender,
Put my tall ego aside,
And appreciate your sacrifice.
Once a girl,now a woman;
I'm glad to be the man,
To whom you've given your all,
In return I give you more.
But without you I panic,
Desperate for your magic,
You're all I need in a world so tough,
Of you I can never get enough.
I'm but an empty room,
Without you it's tears,
Even when everyone's there.
No one can ever replace,
You feel the empty space,
Somewhere in my heart,
I wait for you to spark.
The light of your love,
Illuminates my dark world,
I'm painted in brilliant colors,
I feel like a man of favor
With words that inspires courage,
And ways that reveals knowledge,
I feel my freezing heart,
Melting to the heat of your art.
That unusual art of love,
You must be sent from above,
To bring smiles to my face,
Take me to the highest place.
With your loving-tender;
You make me willingly surrender,
Put my tall ego aside,
And appreciate your sacrifice.
Once a girl,now a woman;
I'm glad to be the man,
To whom you've given your all,
In return I give you more.
But without you I panic,
Desperate for your magic,
You're all I need in a world so tough,
Of you I can never get enough.
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