i wore leaving by the the side door
i remember how you help me
thinking this would be perfect
but it isnt correct
to other dreams , so i pull you in my poems
instead , and if he knew i would drop dead
because that that girl who i am
yeah i recall how i wore , from the first fall
how i made my introduction , how i begin blushing
how i fell for the local star , and forgot about the national one
how we had fun there and you treated me like an princess
while i knew you got a morals of knight
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