When I first met you,
I didn't know what to do.
I didn't need a single clue,
To realsise that I'll love you.
Every hour and every day,
my love just sits there being given away.
I didn't cheat and I didn't lie.
The honest truth I cannot deny.
Without you I would be lost,
I would end up dying in the frost.
This love is forever dying,
sometimes I think what the point of even trying.
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