Sunshine of My Days

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Sunshine of My Days


 

You do not know how I feel

Your bright smiles fulfill

My voice just aims to squeal.

 

I will go unnoticed for this spiel

Why must I write this without a quill

You do not know how I feel.

 

To hear your laugh makes me reel

Your deep blue eyes are a thrill

My voice just aims to squeal

 

I appear to be made of steel

But inside I am shrill

You do not know how I feel

 

What is the difficulty of this deal

I am not here for this bill

My voice just aims to squeal

 

Will you ever feel

The way I feel for you until

You do not know how I feel

My voice just aims to squeal.

 

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