Craig Michael Borgeson - Count

Count on a beach all of the sand,
Then all the drops in the sea,
And you will still not understand,
The love I have for thee.

Count all of the stars that appear
At night (in day, all of the blue)
And you will still be nowhere near,
The love I have for you.

Craig Michael Borgeson

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