You are my only girl,
but you're not my owner girl.
Talk to me... dance with me here in the spotlight, girl.
Talk to me... dance with me here.
You're the spotlight girl.
So perfect you paint it... yet so manipulated.
So calm and so patient... yet oh so calculated.
So safe and comforting... this doesn't feel like flirting.
So fun I'm distracted... forgot you keep track of it. [ DepthofHeart's advice column | Ask DepthofHeart A Question ]
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