ye that loveth me
ye that made me chase you
like a love sick puppy
i summon my pen for ye.
To write a song
my heart desires
th' chorus shall be the heavenly
feel i get
when my mind calls your name
i know the lyrics in my head.
I wrote them for ye
and thou ears alone
should feed from the sweetness of my words
so i put my pen down.
written you a song not
as its a love song from the heart
and he alone can sing for ye
as he has done since we met.
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