i hear sirens by the police
the loud noise of ambulance
i swear , i fill in a rapport
i remember how you read me like a chart
but your eyes tell me i am work of art
i dont like loud voices but your got a different sound
you should play in books like you do in mine
i remember how you always had that hair in a knot
that i always trying to figure you out
you came in , like a knight and grab my hand so tight
i hear sirens by the police and i see a ambulance flash by
how i wonder if this wore the deadline but it a blurry line
i recall you slide in like in like mr darcy . worthy
to become an character that knock me down
because i havent seen somebody with morals in this town
and honor of an gentleman , i am so happy i you met
because you treat me like i wore perfect
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