Wipe my face
Take my hand
Middle of the night
You want a dance
Sit by my side
Same words of advice
A threat some pain
A promise, a sorry
Next day back again
Two hours to dress
An hour to reach
A sweet smile i guess
Is all you need
Smile to make
Each dream my real
What matters to you
How you make me feel 
Wish i knew words
To say its true
How much I love
Being loved by you
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