You Make Me Feel
At the thought of you
Words rush through
Eager to be said
Wanting to be heard
At the thought of you.
At the thought of you
Poetry is written
And songs are sung
Lullabies come unbidden
At the thought of you.
Words rush through
Eager to be said
Wanting to be heard
At the thought of you.
At the thought of you
Poetry is written
And songs are sung
Lullabies come unbidden
At the thought of you.


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