Three
Three are the number of times she has made me cry
three are the only words that can describe how i feel about her
three are her names that i wonna mention before i sleep
three are here walking styles that make my stomach have butterflies three are the thing she is always giving me[joy, joy and joy]
But millions are the number of times i wonna die to get her love
Copyright © Stephen Githui | Year Posted 2015
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