12/17/12
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12/17/12
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What a gift, what a gift you can give me
Here with my heart so whole,
while others may be grieving
Think of their grieving
And oh my boy
Don't you know you are dear to me
You are a breath of life
and a light upon the water
A light upon the water
And, oh my love
If you only knew how I long for you
How I waste my days wishing you would come around
Just to have you around
And what a dear
What a sweet little baby
This cannonball in the bosom of your belly
It's just a kick in your belly
And oh my god,
What a world you have made here
What a terrible world, what a beautiful world
What a world you have made here
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