His beautiful eyes
That soft brown hair
What is it that makes me stare?

He makes me laugh
He makes me cry
Will I ever be able to tell him before I die?

Those three words
With meaning so true
How will I ever be able to tell him 'I love you'?

His sweet sensation
The way he smells
He always makes me feel so well.

Well I'll tell him something
That's oh so true
Well honey...
I'd take a bullet for you.

by kristen Hansen

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