Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Romanticism

face wet grippin the edge of my sink/
tryna figure out how to tell you the things that i think/
i love the way you are aside from the way that you look/
you stole my mind and you dont have to give back what you took/
im sure the sun comes up just to see you/
the stars get jealous they dont ever wanna leave you/
women get jealous too but they just wanna be you/
you are perfection personified, a blessing/
your better than the past the present your better than the next thing/
dream girl i can see you when im resting/
since sliced bread you are the best thing/
and i will do for you the things ive never done/
give me you and i can make two into one/

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