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Aug 2018
Numbers in front of numbers doesn't tell it like it is
Life is still our playground and we're still just little kids
You push me down because I called you ugly
I scrape my knee, I cry, you hug me
You get caught passing me a note in class
I get embarrassed, the kids all laugh
They say we're kissing, sitting in a tree
But I'll sit there forever, as long as you're with me
We'll sit up in the tree and watch the leaves change
Only coming down to dance in the rain
We'll hold hands and make each other happy
I won't help but blush every time you smile at me
I'll hold you in my arms and watch the setting sun
Just me and you together, we'll live forever young

-DC-
Written by
Denny C
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   V L Bennett
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