My luck, it's lacking
My heart, it's hurting
This feeling, it's killing
My brain, it's in a drain
Your love, I must have
My hand, rough as sand
Holds yours, and my soul soars
Give me time, until the clocks chime
You'll get affection, and also attention
Looking into those eyes, feels so nice
And your smiles, to see I would travel miles
And your personality, wow, the personality
Is a magnet, has me like fish in a net
Is a drug, it has me strung
Everything about you, makes me love you too



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