I will be the lovely voice that tells you
You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve seen
I will be the eyes you can see into
A mirror where you see your beauty gleam
I’ll be the bare chest you rest your head on
And the hand that caresses your soft skin
I will be your shoulder when things go wrong
So you can pour your misery down in
I’ll be filler for your empty heart’s core
Because in my eyes, you’re the fairest star
I’ll be the mate that your soul’s weeping for
Cos’ I’m no more a lost soul than you are
Yes, I’ll do all that. You want to know why?
I don’t want to see someone like you cry
13th January 2005
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