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the confusing aspects of love |
Why Must You? Why must you be so wonderful And make me stutter? Why must you be so masterful At making my heart flutter? I try to get over you, Tell myself not to look, Then you fix me with your eyes of blue, And give me a smile out of a book. I've never felt this way About anyone before, Until the day For me you held the door. Why must you hold me in a glove Like I would shatter into tiny pieces? Why must you make me love You so it never ceases? Why must you do the things you do That make me love you? |