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The song bird
Heaven gave me a chance,
I met a lady the other day.
she came singing, and now her voice whispers to me in a gentle breeze.
everytime I close my eyes, I see her smile, 🤦that image just won't leave.
I had a one glance and
She melted my heart, in a way you wouldn't believe.
many not be the first but still,
I hope it's the deepest cut,
full of elegance and grace, her smile is a thing of beauty.
Her face a work of art,
If she Lets me in, I'll keep the door shut,
My life was full of joy and color, for that one night
With her in my surrounding I felt like an emperor full of might.
I met a lady once and I fear
the universe might whisk her away from me.
For even though we breathe the same air, she's a million times more rare.
falling for her
was not falling at all,
it was working into a house
and suddenly knowing you are home.
at first glance,
I was afraid to meet her
When I first met her
I was afraid to hug her
when I first hugged her
I was afraid to kiss her
When I first kissed her
I was afraid to love her
And now that I love her
I am afraid to lose her.
Because losing her.......
Is not part of the plan 🥺
I met a lady the other day.
she came singing, and now her voice whispers to me in a gentle breeze.
everytime I close my eyes, I see her smile, 🤦that image just won't leave.
I had a one glance and
She melted my heart, in a way you wouldn't believe.
many not be the first but still,
I hope it's the deepest cut,
full of elegance and grace, her smile is a thing of beauty.
Her face a work of art,
If she Lets me in, I'll keep the door shut,
My life was full of joy and color, for that one night
With her in my surrounding I felt like an emperor full of might.
I met a lady once and I fear
the universe might whisk her away from me.
For even though we breathe the same air, she's a million times more rare.
falling for her
was not falling at all,
it was working into a house
and suddenly knowing you are home.
at first glance,
I was afraid to meet her
When I first met her
I was afraid to hug her
when I first hugged her
I was afraid to kiss her
When I first kissed her
I was afraid to love her
And now that I love her
I am afraid to lose her.
Because losing her.......
Is not part of the plan 🥺
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