Album: The Thing That Poets Write About The Thing That Singers Sing About
Your heart is hurting, i know this
Lean in to my body, let me give you a kiss
You don't know what to feel, that's nothing new
I am here for you still, that's what i do
Let me carry your burdens so you don't have to
Give me your problems and I'll work them out
Joy comes in the morning and the sun has set
The sun has set
Sometimes life is sketchy and can hurt real bad
Though it can get messy pure love can be had
And that's what I have
And that's what I have
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love,
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