I wonder how much you know about you
If you could right now, describe yourself
I can't get inside your head and tell you what to say
But maybe this could start to help;
I would like to think of a caregiver from birth
A nature built from love and hope
Not a question nor doubt for the truth
The freedom of a wild flower meadow slope
A person with no worries, enemies or temper
A face turned red only by the harsh winter frost
Hair that shines in the damp morning dew
Deep ocean blue eyes in which I could get lost
Innocent and naΓ―ve as a child first born
To see the world as colour and sound
To be completely perfect for that someone
To be seen, but never found
I wonder how much you know about you
If you could right now, describe yourself
How I'd only wish you could see
Who you are to me, being yourself
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