I thought about him again today
About how much I'd like to play
Sometimes I wish my day away
I stay as busy as I can
But thoughts creep in about my man
After all I am his biggest fan
I make it through till nighttime comes
And then I'm down to twiddling thumbs
It's either that or beating drums
Aching for him...
I dream about him in my sleep
Into my mind I know he'll creep
I've fallen in such very deep
Love with him...
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