You look at me like I’m Christmas
With all the flashing lights and buttons
Your eyes gaze so deeply
They make me flush and look away
I’ve never been so delighted in
Never been so desired
Never been held so tenderly
Or so tightly
It takes getting used to
Being the apple of your eye
The one you’re thinking of
It is a new way of living
It takes a faith I’ve never tried
To receive what you give me
And trust that this is for real
And isn’t going away
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