You make the clouds disappear
And run away with my fear,
And with one twinkle of your eye
The rain falls back to the sky.
The sun is in your smile,
And I would run a mile
To bask wholly in your rays
For the rest of my days.
Spring is in your voice—
It calls and I have no choice
But to heed,
For you are exactly what I need.
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