Depressed by the heat, even though I
Always say nothing can ever have me beat.
Somber as I took a seat, even though I
Always act cheerily when it is you I greet.
Repressed by a part of you I meet, even though I
Always am believing deep down you’re sweet.
Depressed in all this heat, even though I
Always feel strongly, I cannot retreat.
Somber as I was with you, even though I
Always think it’s you whose making me happy.
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