All I can see is black and white and white and pink with blades of blue
That lay between the words I think on a page I was meaning to send her
You I couldn't tell if it bring my heart the way I wanted when I started
Writing this letter to you
If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you
All I can be is a busy sea of spinning wheels and hands that feel
For stones to throw and feet that run but they come back home, they make no difference
Ever known, they make no difference
Ever known to me
If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you
All I can see is black and white and white and pink with blades of blue
That lay between the words I think on a page I was meaning to send her
You I couldn't tell if it bring my heart the way I wanted when I started
Writing this letter to you
If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand
If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand
If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you
I'm the man who loves you
I'm the man who loves you
I'm the man who loves you
Submitted by keeskees at Tue 05 May, 2015 4:08 am
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