You have a heart of gold.
I know you have been told,
That you are smart,
A good sweetheart,
Your kindness won't grow old.

What do you want to give me?
Could it truly be?
A kiss to give.
How can I live?
What do I hear or see?

MY goodness that is sweet.
I'm flying up six feet.
Just like a dove
Because I'm in love
This flight no one can beat.

You call me everyday
In each and every way.
So sweet, no mean
We love to be seen,
Kissing evey day.

 
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