There are about a thousand words
To be arranged in any way
About two million different songs
Or a billion things to say
There are infinite people to speak
Ninety thousand will stand and fight
There are more than a dozen women
Who would bask under your light
And I have spent countless days
With nights I cannot sleep
I warned myself more than fifty times
But I still got in far too deep
There are over a hundred memories
Even more that I wanted to do
There are innumerable scores of men
But there will only ever be one of you
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