You are the language of my tongue,
the picture in my mind,
the centre of my soul.
These are the thoughts that keep rushing through my head...
I want to make you smile,
make you laugh,
make all of your dreams come true.
These are the thoughts that keep rushing through my head...
Do you feel the same,
feeling with mind,
feeling with soul?
Do these thoughts keep rushing through your head?
Is this what they call love,
something that grows each day,
something that consumes by the second?
Do these thoughts keep rushing through your head?
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