Baby, how did I do today
Was I good at chasing the demons away?
I guess there's just something in the air
But I just love you beyond compare
I guess I can't consider it a scarifice
When you say stay away from a certain vice
I know you demand these things for our good
Whenever I comply,things turn out as they should
I love you more than I thought possible before
How is it that each day,I grow to love you even more?
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