It's all your fault, you know...
I've hardly accomplished anything today.
Every time I being something,
You creep into my thoughts
Softly, slowly at first,
And before I know it,
My imagination is filled
With thoughts of you.
Warm thoughts,
Nice thoughts,
Such loving thoughts.
But this is getting out of hand,
And I have to get something
Done today.
So maybe I'll being
By doing something
Very important.
I'll give this to you,
Just to let you know
How much I want you
How much I need you
And how
Very much
I love you.
