It is you

byrose butterfly©

When I hear a love song
It is you I think of
When I sleep at night
It is you I dream of.

You are all around me
Everything comes back to you
When I think of love
It is you I see.

When I speak of happy times
It is you I speak of
When I talk about bad times
It is you my heart pines for.

You were my lover, my friend
You were my world
How could things become so crazy
And turned upside down?

Why is it you I think of
Each time the phone rings
And it is you I write of
When I tell my story.

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