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All I say is all I see...
And all I want is all you are
Ev'ryday... Ev'ryday...
Truth is what I know, and know it well
My tougue is frozen cold, I cannot tell
Ev'ryday, try as I may, the message
never meets your ears
And like a flower starved for sun...
I die without your love
Ev'ryday... Ev'ryday...
Ev'ryday without your voice
is a day I've never lived
One word is all it takes
One glimpse could be enough
Ev'ryday I don't see you
is a day in which I've died
I have died...
Ev'ryday... Ev'ryday...
And all I want is all you are
Ev'ryday... Ev'ryday...
Truth is what I know, and know it well
My tougue is frozen cold, I cannot tell
Ev'ryday, try as I may, the message
never meets your ears
And like a flower starved for sun...
I die without your love
Ev'ryday... Ev'ryday...
Ev'ryday without your voice
is a day I've never lived
One word is all it takes
One glimpse could be enough
Ev'ryday I don't see you
is a day in which I've died
I have died...
Ev'ryday... Ev'ryday...
It's almost like a riddle!
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I see love as a chemical addiction. The serotonin, dopamine, and hormones, that get released when you "feel" love, or nostalgia for a particular person, are potentially habit forming and you can physically "need" that person to be happy... at least until you create new neural stimuli’s'. But that's just a thought. It is hard put how we feel into any defined human language, at least any that I know of to date. That's why I like art, such as poetry, it is a form of communication that reaches deeper and has more implied meaning. Hahaha, I'm done rambling now.