Special Word
You’ve got your own thing going on
In another city somewhere far
Played it cool, but inside I’m so lost
Strange scenarios playing in my head
Late at night rolling around in bed
I’m reaching out but all I hold is your echo
I know you said you’re there but here
It’s like tracing the lines that’s been erased
You try so hard to remember but it’s not the same
You might be in a new city with a new car
Would a new girl be under your arms
You can tell her she’s pretty or she’s smart
but save that special word for me
You can share all the laughs, and kisses, and hugs
but save that special word for me
You can have a new life that’s moving so fast
but don’t forget that special word for me
Don’t forget you love me, love me, love me
Because I still love you, love you, love you
Blooming flowers in our favorite park
looks like a million lost little stars
But when you’re standing next to me
It feels like they all belong
When you find a new favorite place to be
Would you call and share it with me
I want to hear those reassuring words
Can you tell me you love me again
Can you say it like the first time you did
Like you meant forever, you love me
You love me, you love me, love me
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