I'll Make It Up To You
I tell you that I love you
As I whisper in your ear
You turn to me and kiss me
Hearts go from far to near
I caress the frontside of your wrists
With the least perceptive touch
My fingers turning circles
Is the exafference too much?
I run my hands behind your neck
You've had a long, hard day
Relax and let me rub the nape
I'll knead the stress away
Lie down now on this feather bed
And sleep until daybreak
May all your dreams be sweet ones
I'll be here when you wake
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