Deep Love

That girl that makes me like a worm inside.

That smile that makes me hide my pride.

That feeling that makes me want to fly.

Love, love, oh love.

 

That deep contact that cannot be replaced.

That light that overcame my the darkness of my face.

That sound of my heart beating.

That smell I know when she’s around.

Love is a passion that comes and goes,

but that feeling that only a lover knows,

Love, love, oh love.

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