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I wake up in the morning with a tear in my eye,
How can you let my heart slowly die?
How can I prove to you,
That my love for you is true?
What do you want to hear?
Do you wish me to dissappear?
Well I'm not leaving,
but I guess I'll just be believing,
that one day you will notice me,
and we'll have some tea,
or possibly listen to a beach boy's CD,
underneath your island's mango tree.
Every second I'm thinking of you, But you probably don't even have a clue.
You are a cry-baby,
and a Pirate maybe,
But that's what made me love you,
Johnny Depp I adore your tattoo.