you'll see this soon
The day that we met was so ethereal,
and you know, I never thought it'd be a big deal.
Your way of making me wish, wish and wish,
that I could just have--at least one-- kiss.
I want to get lost in your eyes,
and make you realize that baby-- you're mine.
I need to have you with me and in my arms,
Be so deep in sleep with you that I don't hear our alarms.
You know I count the days until we're together,
today is 78, and each day gets better.
We'll see eachother soon and that makes me very happy,
and I'm sorry baby that everything I say to you is oh so sappy.
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