Gifts given by the sun
You have gifts given by the sun
They shine through; to you, I run
Every eight-ball I've been behind says, "You are the one!"
I think maybe my mind speaks to often, what's the word? Overmuch?
From your sunbeams, I've spaced out a little too much
So I'll talk a lot less and give you a little more intentional touch
The feels I have felt cannot be undone, I am alive because of these interactions, 'cause you are my person!
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