I used to wait for good things
Now I just expect your call.
I used to sit around having fancy dreams
Now I just think of you and recall.
I may not see you everyday
But what I feel seems here to stay.
The timbre of your laugh is so pleasing
I can feel all my tensions easing,
The thought of you so appealing
I'm just loving the feeling.
I pray these months turn into years
And all my hopes don't turn into fears
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