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as meaning to send herWith you I couldn't tell if it bring my heartThe way I wanted when I startedWriting this letter to you
And if I could you know I wouldJust hold your hand and you'd understandI'm the man who loves youAll I can be is a busy se
a of spinning wheelsAnd hands the feel for stones to throwAnd feet the run but come back homeIt make no difference, ever kno
wnMake no difference, ever known to meIf I could you know I wouldJust hold your hand and you'd understandI'm the man who l
oves youAll I can see is black and whiteAnd white and pink and blades of blueThat lay between the words I thinkOn a page I
was meaning to send herWith you I couldn't tell if it bring my heartThe way I wanted when I startedWriting this letter to y
ouIf I could you know I wouldJust hold your hand and you'd understandIf I could you know I wouldJust hold your hand and yo
u'd understandIf I could you know I wouldJust hold your hand and you'd understandI'm the man who loves youI'm the man who l
oves you