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Could You
There's something about you boy,
That makes me want to skip through the town,
In the rain with you.
There's something about you.
And it makes my heart skip every other beat like a broken record.
You asked me the other day, if you should sing a certain song to a girl.
I said it'd be romantic, go for it.
But as my fingers hit those keys, I could only anxiously think,
If he'll ever sing it to me.
So when you figure who you could like, who you should love.
Could you please consider me?
Hey, boy. You make me spechless...
It's not another copy of, will you just glance at me.
Not another copy of, won't you just say a word to me.
The question is for you and for me.
'Baby could you love me, like I want to love you? '
Smiley boy, we could have a future together with no end.
There would be no lies, fakes, or pretends
Boy, all our friends would be jelous of what we have together.
I'd go to every single soccer game.
Cheer the loudest from the stands.
You'd go to every one of my track meets,
Loving me so much, it's hard to understand.
Hey, boy. You make me spechless...
It's not another copy of, will you just glance at me.
Not another copy of, won't you just say a word to me.
The question is for you and for me.
'Baby could you love me, like I want to love you? '
I never thought, not ever considered
That I could feel the way I do for you now.
But I'm glad it planned out the way.
That's the way I want it to stay.
Hey, boy. You make me spechless...
It's not another copy of, will you just glance at me.
Not another copy of, won't you just say a word to me.
The question is for you and for me.
'Baby could you love me, like I want to love you? '
You're the perfect boy for me, the sweet prince charming
Of my daydreams, you're the one rescuing me.
You play guitar and sing, what a wonderful thing.
You love and praise God, I give you my applaude.
You play soccer, humble but the best of the best.
You are humorous, you're sweet, honest.
And your're makin me wanna emphasize 'Kiss me, I'm Irish'
Smiley boy, I'm sitting here waiting here for you.
Could you tell I'm so close to loving you.
Smiley boy, I'm sitting here, waiting patiently here.
I'm desperate for you to love me.
Could you realize, please realize.
That there's no one on this earth that'd rather love you than me.
Could you decide that you love me back, soon?
AMH
poem
by
Khloe Chace
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