The Movie

We sat in the dark
And you held my hand
The feelings I had
I didn't understand

With the touch of your hand
My mind came clear
This could be love
If I conquer my fear

I know this is crazy
But I tell you it's true
I've never had feelings
Like I'm having for you

You call it infatuation
I call it love
I know we can make it
With help from above

I asked God for help
And he said that he would
Right from the start
He Understood

by Danny Miller

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Come on, man. I mean I'm a one trick pony and I admite that. Buteriously, you must be able to do better.