As I sit in my chair and I try not to stare
At your deep brownish eyes like the mud in mud pies
And I realize
That when I'm with you I know what to do
It's like a play everything's on cue
It's like a song nothing is wrong
I always know what to do when I'm with you.
Pretty short, but oh well.
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