You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
Your voice it is so warm
It's a stove I'm sitting near
And every word is baking a flower in my ear
All your thoughts are pearl
Ruby and of gold
Every rhyme in the world was in that story that you just told
You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
If you were on this train
That crawls beneath the island
And all our thoughts cohesive and louder than the silence
Or the ringing of the rails
And the racket of the mileage
I would hold you close
With ears and with a reverence
For your wicked soul
Your wit and wooden fences
You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
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You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
Your voice it is so warm
It's a stove I'm sitting near
And every word is baking a flower in my ear
All your thoughts are pearl
Ruby and of gold
Every rhyme in the world was in that story that you just told
You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
If you were on this train
That crawls beneath the island
And all our thoughts cohesive and louder than the silence
Or the ringing of the rails
And the racket of the mileage
I would hold you close
With ears and with a reverence
For your wicked soul
Your wit and wooden fences
You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
Your voice it is so warm
It's a stove I'm sitting near
And every word is baking a flower in my ear
All your thoughts are pearl
Ruby and of gold
Every rhyme in the world was in that story that you just told
You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
If you were on this train
That crawls beneath the island
And all our thoughts cohesive and louder than the silence
Or the ringing of the rails
And the racket of the mileage
I would hold you close
With ears and with a reverence
For your wicked soul
Your wit and wooden fences
You know that I love you
I hold you when I feel you
I will call you friend when I wrap my arms around you
Writer: Michael Patrick Smith
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