These hands
These arms
Waiting to honestly greet you.
These eyes
This mind
Holds nothing but love for you.
And you never know the depth or the surface of how much love I have for you?
As foolish as I act foolishly.
Somehow you find true ways to forgive me.
This heart
This soul
Has nothing but deep feelings for you.
And you'll never understand the depth or the surface of how much I care for you.
No amount of money.
No materialistic things could bribe me to leave you.
This I got to let you know.
Cause I feel
Yes, I feel, feel, feel , feel.
You won't ever understand the depth or the surface of my love, my love for you.
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
These hands
These arms
Waiting to honestly greet you.
These eyes
This mind
Holds nothing but love for you.
And you never know the depth or the surface of how much love I have for you?
As foolish as I act foolishly.
Somehow you find true ways to forgive me.
This heart
This soul
Has nothing but deep feelings for you.
And you'll never understand the depth or the surface of how much I care for you.
No amount of money.
No materialistic things could bribe me to leave you.
This I got to let you know.
Cause I feel
Yes, I feel, feel, feel , feel.
You won't ever understand the depth or the surface of my love, my love for you.
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