The touch of your hands,
things that I miss
Holding you close, on your forehead a kiss
for the one I love.
My special one, never outdone
I give me to you,
this battered ball of fears
if I could Break away, Id wipe the tears
Take the time that you needed and give it in years
for all I want is you, all I dream about, is you
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