when you grab my hand,
you've got a hold on my heart.
I want to share my world with you,
every little part.
the butterflies in my stomach
never go away
and when you come to visit me
I always want you to stay
I'd give my heart away to you,
over and over, every time,
because you really are "the best
thing that's ever been mine"
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