i love it then you get out of control
with my wheelchair , back and forth
ride side and side , like go cart
down the corridor but mostly i love to read you like an , chart
i remember how you made the retirement feel like i was heaven sent
and personally i think you are a guardian angel , that protect me from devil
but i also remember how i fell out the wheelchair, straight into your care
i thought we got a moment when you pick me up and how twirl me round
like a teacup , was it all a set up but i could pick you out from an line out
the fragrance of coffee beans that woke me up from my nightmare
how you slide in my room and sat by my bed , this is how i knew you care
and trust me guys like them are like rare
how you pick out my clothes , basically become my stylist and makeup artist
you was like checking of the wishlist i didn't knew i had when in comes to love
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