Your hair is pretty, I like your smile.
won't you please stay awhile?
Be by friend, don't run away,
I have some things I want to say.
At times you don't like me much
And I never ever feel your touch.
Be proud of me, love me too,
Words of praise and a smile will do.
I am you and you are me
That is how it will ever be.
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