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its a cold night in Denver,
You look beautiful in the city lights.
Snow falls slowly,
this whole scene feels like a dream....
You have red,
moist lips,
fair skin,
and black hair,
Your voice sounds like a whisper in the air,
I think I'm in love..

But god I hope not....

Your so sweet in personality,
down to earth,
and easy to please.
Your so simple its complexing me.

I buy you jewlery,
just to make you smile,
You say you'd rather just have a kiss,
and it makes me want to scream.
Your so perfect for me,
it seems sinister,
your love is making me sick,
and I don't want a cure.

These emotions are killing me,
Happiness for me hurts,
gives me head aches,
and stomach pains,
I have another sleepless night,
Just thinking of you,
Wanting you here in my arms.

Cause Your so sweet in personality,
down to earth,
and easy to please...

Your love is making me sick,
but I would rather die then get rid of it....