Meant to be (1), by *****Junior Walker*****
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In the middle of the day
Baby, all I think about is you
The fulfillment of every fantasy,
If only you knew.
Seeing a picture of you
Makes the world stop.
Every time I text you
Romantic thoughts are dropped.
I think about how
I lived life without your love.
I can’t picture it now,
Even a day without your love.
I never want it to end,
You just being a friend.
So far from love at first sight.
Ours was, love at first write.
I wonder if you can see;
What you do to me
What you mean to me
Our love was meant to be
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Posted: 2006-09-05 18:08:11 UTC |
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