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It is only a quarter til eleven
And all that's on my mind
Is a  beautiful lady from heaven;
I'm a man that you always spellbind
With not a single word, but a stare;
I cannot sleep because of you,
But you don't even care;
I exist, baby, and you didn't know I do.

So hush, don't speak...
I am not nearly done;
I've only been getting more weak
As I keep hiding what's going on;
Don't say a single thing
Because your body language says it all;
You are the one for whom i've got a fling;
The one for me whom time has stalled.

Your beauty speaks the word
Which a heart cannot make a mouth say;
Regardless to what heart or heard,
Do not take my hope away;
I only feel hope when I see you;
Is there a way to make it fulfilled?
I know after seeing you, dreams come true
And that's what your finess revealed;

Oh, your smile is so lovely;
It is not only thing that has me musing;
Nothing about you defines ugly
Your complete beauty has me perusing
And writing this as the only way
That I could get through to you
To say what I must say
Because I don't see another scenario to do.