U got ma head spinnin around
i wonder how
y u got me so caught up?
u make me feel like im not alone
how do u make me feel this way?
when i talk 2 u on da phone im happy.
how do u do it?
is it the way u talk 2 me? How?
when i sit on ma bedat night
i look up at the celing and
wonder HOW
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