Should I really tell you?
How safe I feel in your warm embrace
How much I love to run my fingers over your ears...trace
How every time you're there, I wish you were here
How your soft, solid love takes away every little fear
How your eyes make me weak,
And even make me forget how to speak
How I love you for all one hundred flaws,
And even your big hands, full of warmth, that resemble big bear claws
There's not a thing about you I don't love
Our hearts fit together; hand in glove
Let's go home, my darling.
What is there to wait for?
I want to go home, my darling,
And never leave your sweet, should love.
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
Should I really tell you?
How safe I feel in your warm embrace
How much I love to run my fingers over your ears...trace
How every time you're there, I wish you were here
How your soft, solid love takes away every little fear
How your eyes make me weak,
And even make me forget how to speak
How I love you for all one hundred flaws,
And even your big hands, full of warmth, that resemble big bear claws
There's not a thing about you I don't love
Our hearts fit together; hand in glove
Let's go home, my darling.
What is there to wait for?
I want to go home, my darling,
And never leave your sweet, should love.
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