Love must be one of those things
you can't learn, you have to live...
Some trust with a bit of pure love
simple needs of life by us all...
Under the board walk we hid,
dressed in bathing suits...
If he truly loves loves you
He will think of you first...
In my world of love and woe,
There is one name that makes my heart glow...
I believe love is
Somethine so delicate...
If life were a maze, then you are my compass.
If life were a book, you are the eyes that I read...
Right now I need one of those writes,
that tell about the in between...
Sweet but painful,
True but often fake...
Love is watching her from afar,
You could go up and kiss her lips...
When you sing
Season changes to autumn...
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Hey Marlowe...