Walking home

by Aaron feast   Feb 14, 2012


As I'm on my little walk home,
I think to myself for you how much my love has grown.

I love it the more an more time we spend,
That day will come when your my girlfriend.

Then I'd take you as my wife,
We'll be together forever living the life.

I miss you babe when you are gone,
No I don't think its silly or wrong.

I'm home now an making a tea,
I wont be long an I'll be on the phone to thee

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