i'm pretty sure you have a power,
where angels sing from heaven's tower,
where the drops of rain tap against the window,
and where you get rid of almost every shadow.

it's simply just your smooth voice.
i'm addicted to it's deep tone and pitch
to it's lovely accent and vibrations to which
you say words that never seem to glitch.

everytime you speak i feel dreamy;
it all fades away: the night and sky of dreary.
i keep a record of your compliments in my diary
where i re-read each phrase until i get sleepy.

it's embarrassing to say that i got addicted to it
i love to hear you talk, read out loud and sing
everything about your voice just seems to fit.
it's so smooth, don't leave me... just sit.

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why

does it have to be hard?