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To You

That was the moment I talked to you

For the serenade voice I listened to you

My heart knew right there I wanted you

Love to build together with you

My heart came out and sounded out to you

I have not much but love for you

Whatever the journey let me go with you

And I still sit here hoping, to hear from you.

 

When you say it, oh dear girl

My hear is waiting to love and care

My soul is waiting to cherish and embrace

My mind is focused on everything and anything

The brakes you pulled are waiting for release

The three words be the key to the lock

A lock of the world we will enjoy

And I still sit here hoping, to hear from you.

 

I met you by the cool pool

A befitting dress made all look and feel cool

Your taste of phone made your class sky cool

Your hug made my chest-thumping cool

You knew I had said the words before in full

“I love you” was not a piece of old wool

And yet you are glued right on the stool

And I still sit here hoping, to hear from you.

 

I have done my best for the test

I have shown my taste for the best

You seem to have a quest for no guest

But am waiting for some fest

I am giving it to you a test

Embrace the love I give if you can

Lock my heart in your tin of caring can

As I still sit here hoping, to hear from you.

 

And when you decide to say the three words

Know what they mean with their open studs

Am not looking for a bazooka bayonet

Am not looking for mental whips and sticks

If you can’t be a lady, dump the tricks

If I can’t be a man, pass by the sticks

Chandelier love drops and dries

Yet here I wait and hope, to hear from you

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