Both arms wrapped around my waist
Kiss and smile
And see his stunning face
When you touch me
I fly away
Like a butterfly you make my heart take off
I see both eyes
Smiling and Sparkling green
You touch my hand cheak
You kiss my cheak
End up looking down
I'm feeling kinda bleak
I can tell you his favourite song
Can tell you where he wants to belong
Talks okay, keeps his pace
I can tell you 'bout his favourite place
My attemp on writing a song... FAIL!
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