I'D Like To Be With You Hour By Hour - Poem by Melanie Weeks
As I see you in the hall,
My heart stops
And I feel like I'm gong to fall.
You've the sweetest smile in every way,
And the neatest hair I'd like to say
That I could look at it all day.
Sweet is sweet
Sour is sour
I'd like to be with you hour by hour.
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