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All 'bout YOU!
The morning is misty
I'm struggling to see
Everyone seems busy
everyone, but me
Because I've been thinking
thinking and thinking,
thinking hard 'bout you
I find my heart asking
why the morning has dew
why the skies are blue
and why red roses are few
The times, the seasons
like rhymes and reasons
reveal to me why
why it's so hard to try
to try and try,
so hard enough to be
just a passing bird
flapping wings for you
and only you,
when all's been said
when all's been heard
then the aftermath
what would i feel
if the bell didn't ring
if the truth didn't sing
and would it matter
if i failed to bother you
if i failed to tell you
that i'm really crazy 'bout you.
