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Way out here past the boulevards out here underneath the stars longing to hold you in my arms...
Lips cannot even begin to say what's inside my heart.
You've become my North, My South, My East, My West....
A long hards week and Sunday rest. My noon, my midnight....my talk ....my song........
I can't stand my ground.......I fall when ever your around...
What's come over me? I need you like the air I breathe..
I feel shakey I feel tense perhaps alittle nervous....
But oh so sure each time we kiss...
That for everything I have done wrong.....
It was to lead me to this.