I love you.
You know it`s true.
May go walking for miles,
Over country styles,
Without end.
Alone, don`t want any old friend.
Here I will be for now.
You try in vain to see.
When you are tired, think of,
Me.
Because when I need,
To come home.
You will be loved more,
Than ever before.
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