Echo-cho-choes bounces off my wall
Of my mind and ring through my mouth
In stereo I find I try
To convey what I'm speaking about
Let it out it says in perfect pitch
To my inner ear so no one hears
You've got something to say, then say it
Don't go out like a *****
And I stand upon my soap box
As I point you out in the crowd
Stranger I've never seen before
I hope you read this nice and loud
In reading this, you owe me a smile
A hug, a handshake, or a kiss
I'm the lover that went unsung
And so I'm writing this
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
Echo-cho-choes bounces off my wall
Of my mind and ring through my mouth
In stereo I find I try
To convey what I'm speaking about
Let it out it says in perfect pitch
To my inner ear so no one hears
You've got something to say, then say it
Don't go out like a *****
And I stand upon my soap box
As I point you out in the crowd
Stranger I've never seen before
I hope you read this nice and loud
In reading this, you owe me a smile
A hug, a handshake, or a kiss
I'm the lover that went unsung
And so I'm writing this
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