Undercurrent
It's miraculous how a tiny seed can grow into a tree
And it's nothing Less how your sweet voice can steal my heart from me
From lowest lows to highest highs you span the sonic plane
With melOdies and harmonies that soothe like summer rain
I never in a million years thought I could feel this way
But a million years must haVe come and gone, not forever and a day
And if you were to ask of me what this is all about
I'd say, look within the words my dEar and then you will find out
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