If I told her I missed her, would she care?
If I wrote her name in the sky, would she stare?
If I walked for miles to meet her, would she be there?
If I held my hand out to her, would she take it?
If I wanted to pretend, would she smile and fake it?
If I held her close to me, would she love it?
I ride this fine line
With her on my mind
She makes me shine bright
She is my angel in the night
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