There’s just something about your voice,
That everytime I hear it, I have no choice.
Upon hearing it, it melts my heart,
Hearing it again makes it start
Back up again, but makes it long,
For your sweet, sweet voice that has gone.
There isn’t a thing I can do about it,
Hearing your voice makes my heart throw a fit.
That’s why I love talking to you so much,
‘Cuz only your voice is able to touch,
My heart and make it flutter.
And cause me to stammer and stutter.
I pay close attention to every word you say,
I’d be content listening to you talk all day.
Everything you tell me I’ll be sure to remember,
And if you had a fan club, you know I’d be a member.
But I’m sure that you know this already,
‘Cuz everytime I see and hear you I have to work to keep my heart steady.
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 2:24 PM UTC
There’s just something about your voice,
That everytime I hear it, I have no choice.
Upon hearing it, it melts my heart,
Hearing it again makes it start
Back up again, but makes it long,
For your sweet, sweet voice that has gone.
There isn’t a thing I can do about it,
Hearing your voice makes my heart throw a fit.
That’s why I love talking to you so much,
‘Cuz only your voice is able to touch,
My heart and make it flutter.
And cause me to stammer and stutter.
I pay close attention to every word you say,
I’d be content listening to you talk all day.
Everything you tell me I’ll be sure to remember,
And if you had a fan club, you know I’d be a member.
But I’m sure that you know this already,
‘Cuz everytime I see and hear you I have to work to keep my heart steady.
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