Not What I Thought I Would Become

Before you, this is not what I thought I would become,
As I once was numb, but now I march to your drumbeat
In rhythm with your heart in every part in the love art
Painted on my soul, filling every hole, making me whole
Because you stole my affection away that glorious day
And now I stay so very close to you, so very close to me,
Which all who look can see as I belong to you
And sing my new song on this long highway,
And you always say to me, ‘I love you now and forever,’
Which makes me tremble at your passion now known
As I am shown more and more amorous ways each day,
And now I am who I am, yet have only begun to become
What I will be in you, with you in me for everyone to see
No . . .
Before you, this is not what I thought I would become,
As I once was numb, but now I march to your drumbeat;
Yes, once I was numb, now I gladly march to your drum

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