Loving you

“mh… yeah…”

“okay…”

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I wrote this song for her,

She can’t read my heart,

But it beats a little faster every time she’s around.

*(“yeah…”) *

I’m falling deep for her,

Don’t know how it started,

But I swear it’ll be better when she finally hears my sound.

*(“mm…”) *

Yeah, it’s crazy but I’ll make it real,

It ain’t easy but it’s how I feel.

Like a farmer, I’ma plant my seed,

I’ll fight for this love, girl — that’s my deal.

Hey shawty, how you been doing?

Ain’t seen you for a minute — where you moving?

I’ve been thinking… when you free,

Maybe we could share a coffee, just you and me.

*(“just us…”) *

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Loving you to me is a gift,

*(“a gift…”) *

When you’re around, my whole world lifts.

Only you can make my heart beat,

I swear to God, girl, I’ll never cheat.

I don’t need any — you’re above the rest,

You’re my peace, my queen, my best.

(“my best…”)

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We ain’t gotta rush it, girl, let’s take our time,

But if you’re free tonight, maybe you could be mine.

(“maybe…”)

We could grab a latte, sit and laugh a bit,

Or hit the mall and try on clothes just to see what fits.

If you like sunsets, we could chase one slow,

I’ll drive anywhere you point — just tell me where to go.

If you wanna vibe, we can sit and play some songs,

I’ll let you run the playlist even if your taste is wrong —

(tiny laugh)

We could hit the arcade, see who wins the game,

I’ll let you beat me… but only if you say my name.

(“say it…”)

Or we could take a walk and talk ’bout little things,

Your day, your dreams, the joy you bring.

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Even if the sky falls down, I’ll stay,

Even if the world turns cold and gray.

Girl, I’ll hold your hand through fire and storm,

You’re the reason my broken heart feels warm.

No matter what we face, I won’t fold,

You’re my story forever to be told.

⸻

Loving you to me is a gift,

When you’re around, my whole world lifts.

Only you can make my heart beat,

I swear to God, girl, I’ll never cheat.

I don’t need any — you’re above the rest,

You’re my peace, my queen, my best.

(“yeah…”)