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Intertwine
I heard you love singing
And today I'm going to sing you a song.
A song without wits,
But each word is true to the heart.
I long to say I love you
Without knowing the right way,
Til I wrote this song for you and me.
Baby, would you be my girl
If I sing this song over a thousand times?
Baby would you believe in me,
If tonight I reveal my tender love?
One thing I do know is that
I will sing this song
Until my lips dry like withered leaves,
Falling to the ground.
This song will only end
When it intertwines in your heart.
Side note: I wish someday my lover sing this song to me.
(c)April 18, 2003
Eliza Simmons
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