I'm Way Past Fallen; I've Fell Three Times

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We're not just a couple of kids,
Cause there are things other people wouldn't do.
I could get up early and work all day
Even though last night, I stayed up just kissing you

I don't need any money, 
But I would to love to have an endless supply.
Simply because I'd like to say I could give you
Everything before I once die

However, money cannot buy everything,
It can't buy the love I give you.
And that itself is an endless supply
That starts from the hair on my head, to the toes in my shoe

You've heard of butterflies in the stomach? 
Mines far worse. 
Try having fireworks,
It's a beautiful curse.

Try having every touch melt a part of your body.
I'm surprised I'm not goo.
You don't even have to touch me, it could be a glance,
It doesn't matter what you do.

I'm no boy, baby, you can already tell.
I'm what they call a romantic man.
I could Be playing a football game
And still desire to hold your hand.

Have you ever looked in the mirror? 
Cause you can't see what I can,
You're the girl in the bedtime stories
My mom told me about; the prettiest princess in the land

You've put a spell on me, that
Every second away from you is torture,
With a never ending us,
You're my past, my present, and my future.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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