My love, your faces
Your sad eyes in black and white
And then behind in colour
the you that tries
to make fun of himself
The you, the cool man in jeans
with a guitar under his arm
And the you that shows
through his eyes his heart
among the green leaves
The playful you that let out
his inner child
and dances in the fields
I love all of your faces
As they all are an expression
of you
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