He's just so perfect
with the swing of his hair
the match of his eyes
he knows ill care
He floats on air as he starts to stare
he knows ill always be here
He glides as he walks
always my way
but he knows ill never go away.
with the swing of his hair
the match of his eyes
he knows ill care
He floats on air as he starts to stare
he knows ill always be here
He glides as he walks
always my way
but he knows ill never go away.



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