This morning you called
To set me loving,
To get me real
And say hello to me --
Not to get news, check improvement,
Borrow a listening ear
Or pay a courtesy.

This morning you called
To make me smile,
To take me as me,
To give me strength to be
And, best of all,
Beyond your impressive style,
To say, believably, that you love me.
 
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