You

March 13, 2016

You make my heart smile

you make me want to sing

you make my life worth while

You make my dark days blue.

You make me smile from cheek to cheek

you make my gloom disappear

you give me air to breathe,

you make me feel free,

You make me wanna climb from tree to tree and scream

we can conquer anything.

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