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and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
I’m living in a kind of daydream
I’m happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me that’s everything
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You’ll never know how slow the moments go till I’m near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It’s just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You’ll never know how slow the moments go till I’m near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It’s just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
Ok, yes...on Valentine's day two thousand and five I am singing a love song to a camera but just look at those features! You can change the aspect ratio at the flip of your little pinky...probably even the weakest pinky of the two! it's moments like these that make me wish I were the benefactor of a wealthy elderly gay man.