This Thing Called Love


she's a girl but so am I
every time i close my eyes
I see her clearly through my mind
are visions of no better time
it's me and her I fell in love
people always and try to judge
and tell me that she's not the one
but deep inside I cant not hide
this thing we share this thing
called love

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