You and I don't waste nothing,
Fresh it's going to the heart;
Feelings for tomorrow must sing,
If you give them each a start.
What I find I may not lose,
For the sake of what I feel;
Steps twining in lost avenues,
Life is how you make a deal.
Never be alone inside a crowd,
So much depends on each thought;
Every reason can be reavowed,
With fires within that may be caught.
Begin a day with something fresh,
For all lost feelings and disarray;
Give some excitement gooseflesh,
Bring in new order for the day.
You and I just reaches apart,
Like drifting clouds in the air;
Only a heart knows where to start,
Love and giving - know how to share.
All is in all - just what I feel,
Begin to give waste not a flow;
Summer is in - love is for real,
Bring in your feelings for tomorrow.
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