Springtime
What a beautiful woman I have the pleasure to know
And to give all my love to, although I can't show
It outwardly, maybe one day
The chance will come and to her face I can say
That I love her, that she means the world to me
And she would hug me and kiss me and I would then be
Floating on petals, living my dream
If you looked in my eyes you'd notice a gleam
And the birds would be singing and my world would be right
For I found my companion now who can requite
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