She’s the One for Me


The rush of joy,
When I see you.
I know I am very few,
But I am a good boy.

For I know I am not the one who wears the expensive vest,
But to give to you is who I am,
For I am kind and gentle as the lamb,
It's all centered deep in my chest.

I will always be there,
When you need me.
We'll shout with glee,
Into the morning air.

For I am not the best,
She's the one for me.

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