The chance of me being here,
everyday in you
You say it's your heart
I have won, and I win you
again and again - like a carnival prize
with one bean bag toss, all the bottles capsize
and you've taken me home,
for keeps, in your heart.
I guess you've won me?
The conditions weren't clear
from the start, and they've grown
more mysterious still.
I've never been happy like this
- but I will.
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