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I've never felt a feeling,
as strong as I do now.
I don't know if I should tell you.
and if I do,
how?

I look at you with blind eyes,
and I see your loving heart.
I want to kiss your gentle lips,
even more when we're apart.

You cannot choose who you love,
but God I wish I could.
You are not even my ideal man,
but who's to say you should?

Your picture's under my pillow,
your face in my head.
I think about you all day,
then dream of you in bed.

I really want to have you,
and for you to want me too.
But most of all I want you to love me,
the way I love you