The Way

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(Chorus)

There’s so many ways

That I love you

And if I had enough days

I’d count them all down

And the last one’s simple

I love you

Because to me

You’re everything I would

Always dream to be true.

It’s your short skirt

And the way you flirt

It’s your eyes

Your face

And the way you care

It’s your hands and lines

And the way you think

your lips with a hint of pink

And the way you smile

Without saying a thing

And I know just what you mean.

It’s your feet and toes

And the way you take a dare

It’s your funny elbows

And the way you swear

And look around to make sure no one is there.

(Chorus)

There’s so many ways

That I love you

And if I had enough days

I’d count them all down

And the last one’s simple

I love you

Because to me

You’re everything I would

Always dream to be true.

It’s your ears and lobes

And the way you know all

It’s your chin

And of course your kitten.

It’s definitely those eyes

And the way you try to bribe

It’s the curve of your hips

And the way 

You pretend to be my mistress.

(Chorus)

There’s so many ways

That I love you

And if I had enough days

I’d count them all down

And the last one’s simple

I love you

Because to me

You’re everything I would

Always dream to be true.

(Chorus)

There’s so many ways

That I love you

And if I had enough days

I’d count them all down

And the last one’s simple

I love you

Because to me

You’re everything I would

Always dream to be true.

It is sweet as a peach

Not knowing what life is for

But my heart always reminds me

It is all here because of you.

January 3rd 2021

By: Adam John Hopkins