She has my heart
And she doesn't even know
Won't get a start
My heart will dropp very low;
She can't help it
She won't ever be this way
And I just sit
And see her everyday;
Wish she was mine
Love ev'rything about her
To me she shines
Her name in the wind whispers.
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