I never learned to spell
At least not well.
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
I never learned to count
A great amount.
But my busy mind is burning
To use what learning I've got.
I won't waste any time,
I'll strike while the iron is hot.
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look.
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget.
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot.
Then the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend.
Use to hate to go to school
I never cracked a book;
I played the hook.
Never answered any mail;
To write I used to think was wasting ink.
It was never my endeavor
To be too clever and smart.
Now I suddenly feel
A longing to write in my heart.
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look.
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget.
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot.
Then the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend.
A-B-C-D-E-G I never learned to spell At least not well. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 I never learned to count A great amount. But my busy mind is burning To use what learning I've got. I won't waste any time, I'll strike while the iron is hot. If they asked me, I could write a book About the way you walk and whisper and look. I could write a preface on how we met So the world would never forget. And the simple secret of the plot Is just to tell them that I love you a lot. Then the world discovers as my book ends How to make two lovers a friend. Use to hate to go to school I never cracked a book; I played the hook. Never answered any mail; To write I used to think was wasting ink. It was never my endeavor To be too clever and smart. Now I suddenly feel A longing to write in my heart. If they asked me, I could write a book About the way you walk and whisper and look. I could write a preface on how we met So the world would never forget. And the simple secret of the plot Is just to tell them that I love you a lot. Then the world discovers as my book ends How to make two lovers a friend. Explain Request ×
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