Come to me, Baby.
Come to me, baby.
Come to me slowly like a Sunday afternoon with the blues, baby.
Come to me fast like the ocean waves when they crash against the thousands of sand grains that all represent all the reasons I fall so hard for you daily
Baby come to me like a Friday night that has been held captive all week and can finally release & be free baby
Talk to me baby
talk to me like the starving artist at a poetry slam waiting for his big break baby
Speak to me like the records at the record store speak to the young boy who’s words have become crippled & he’s just looking for a sound that’ll put him at ease baby
I need you to SEE me baby
Be free baby
Be free to love me baby
Be free to let me in on your hopes & dreams baby
All I want is you baby
all I ever needed was you baby
I’d be lost without you baby.... & believe me all lines I will CROSS just to get back to you baby
It’s me and you baby
I belong to YOU baby
I love YOU
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