Oh the colour of emerald green
Tis so pure I ever have seen
My legs go weak when they look at me
The look of my one true love.
Oh the colour of beautiful brown
From your eyes it can be found
I am lost when you’re not around
The look of my one true love.
Oh the colour of autumn grey
Keeps me happy and keeps me safe
I swear just once I almost did taste
The look of my one true love.
Oh the colours that are in the pot
I know they will never forget me not
Your eyes so deep I can see the lot
The look of my one true love
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GARY DEAN
Started writing in 2009, after getting made redundant from my job. Now it is a hobby, something I can enjoy and play about with.
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