
by:safwandi
I can tell her my troubles, she makes them all seem right
I can make up excuses, not to hold her at night
We can talk of tomorrow, I’ll tell her things I want to do
“How can I tell her about you?
Girl, please tell me what to do
Everything seems right, whenever I’m with you
So Girl, won’t you tell me
How to tell her about you”
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