Monday, November 26, 2012

Courtesy of Me [w i p]

This a song I'm writing for my beloved

When you slip away, hold onto my hand,
remember I am here to stay.
And I understand like no one can.
You won't be left alone,
I'll be in your bed or on the phone,
I'll send you all my love,
courtesy of me.
I send my love, love love.
Courtesy of me, love, love.
Mailed Priority, love, my love.
I send you all my love,
from the smallest town to the biggest sea.

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