February Fourteen
He's a small man i admit
but the flower smells good
it didn't have to be red
not all green flowers are grass
You around me feels like
brass with no band
Let the lights flash till moonlight
i'll tell a story if i can
Let the world watch us
we'll make a good traffic jam
slam it everyday on my face
the feeling of love and what it takes
you are my valentine
you are
my valentine
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