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Many say love is a curse, an illness,
Yet in my case it is the opposite
Thy gift of care only brings me wellness,
Rid me of pain, you've cured my woeful plight

Angels' wings, those harps, nor angelic things
Never draw near how much you mean to me
Granted, she can fly; with you my heart sings
Now with that said, it's still hard to believe

Good grace nor prayers allow us to embrace
Unfair, it seems, that good friends be denied
Yonder miles apart, joined by your music taste
Ever more, words you speak, not a single lie

Now, I still wonder, "Why are you so nice?"
Oi, but being your good friend is suffice

Description
Many say love is a curse, an illness,
Yet in my case it is the opposite
Thy gift of care only brings me wellness,
Rid me of pain, you've cured my woeful plight

Angels' wings, those harps, nor angelic things
Never draw near how much you mean to me
Granted, she can fly; with you my heart sings
Now with that said, it's still hard to believe

Good grace nor prayers allow us to embrace
Unfair, it seems, that good friends be denied
Yonder miles apart, joined by your music taste
Ever more, words you speak, not a single lie

Now, I still wonder, "Why are you so nice?"
Oi, but being your good friend is suffice