If to become of us - what can become,
will I have to wait until Christmas
to share my lungs,
the air I breathe for you to have
will it ever come,
standing here waiting near,
listening for my bell to be rung
As I will now make you my situation,
My candid inspiration my excitement
I look for when I feel the need
for you to recognize my dedication,
the man that will stand in the rain
just for a conversation,
you remember I was at the pay phone
waiting patiently for the dial tone,
soaking wet I became for you
for it's only me showing appreciation
for the way you are to me
So Beautiful
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