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Wednesday, December 15, 2004
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Is It Okay If I Call You Mine
by Paul Mccrane

Is it okay if I call you mine?
Just for a time...
And I will be just fine
If I know that you know that I'm wanting
Needing your love....

If I ask of you is it all right
If I ask you to hold me tight
Through a cold dark night
Cause there may be a cloudy day in sight
And I need to let you know that I might
Be needing your love...

And what I'm trying to say isn't really new...
It's just the things that happen to me
When I'm reminded of you...
Like when I hear your name,
Or see a place that you've been --
Or see a picture of your grin,
Or pass a house that you've been in,
One time or another.

It sets off something in me I can't explain.
And I can't wait to see you again.
Oh, babe, I love your love...
And what I'm trying to say isn't really new...
It's just the things that happen to me
When I'm reminded of you...

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