About you
To write about you
I could fill up pages
And running out of ink
Wouldn’t come as much surprise
It comes that easy you see.
My thoughts about you
Run a thousand miles long
And you’d have to add
A few thousands more
To measure up to what’s inside of me.
That is what it comes down to
And I know it sounds silly
But nothing is much of a task
When anything I do
Is about you.
Is about you.
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