I’ve been thinking too much
My brain is about to explode
Just to think of your touch
Puts me in a paused mode
Even to think of your smile
All though it may be small
Makes my life seem worth while
Thoughts of you make me grow tall
But the thought of us apart
Is an idea of horror, and pain
It’s a thought that has grown too tart
A circle of love that has been slain
We could make it on our own
With a tear and a sad word
But we would be overthrown
At least that is what I’ve heard
That we should be together
The two of us, and our hoop
Stay through any kind of weather
Troubles we will not scoop
For we are a pair forever
At least today and tomorrow
We’ll be apart never
Until someone else’s love we borrow.