Everywhere you go,
the sun shines
even on the cloudiest of days
With your head held high
you only seem to notice
the things you want to see
I walk behind you, next to you,
ahead of you, and see
all the wonderful things, no one else sees
So if i see you
why cant you see me,
when i see you so clearly?
Maybe someday you will
turn around, and see my face
for the first time and listen as i say
I love you, for you
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