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she's the one

Why can’t she see that she’s the one for me. Angry as I may be I know what I can see. Is there something wrong with me; something I can’t see. It’s going to drive me crazy, because I know that she’s the one for me.

Laughter and fun, drinking and making love. Something I want to do or maybe just be with you. I want you here with me; is that to hard to see. Standing by my self. This drink is to your health. Smoking all alone; just sitting by the phone. Hoping you will call, but you’re not here at all. And I know what I see, cause she’s the one for me.

The more that things change, the more they stay the same. I don’t want to be alone. I want someone to call my own. Beauty is all I see, but you won’t talk to me. Just a minute of your time, your arm locked in mine. I can’t get you off my mind, you occupy my time. I need to see you be, right here with me. Yeah, because she’s the one for me

What do I need to be for you to be here their with me. Don’t know what to say, to make you want to stay. Stumbling in the door, falling on the floor. Sleeping in my bed or swimming through my head. Is there something I can do to make you see that I want to be with you. And why can’t she see that she’s the one for me.


I flatter you when I can. I try to help you stand. Being there for you is the best that I can do. Talking all the time; your face is on my mind. You just can’t understand that I want to be your man. And I know what I see; cause she’s the one for me. Yeah, she’s the one for me.

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