Win You Over

Well and the day I met you was the day
I heard Angels sing and I was under your
spell in case you couldn’t tell, you gave me
a new meaning to the dream of dreams
as my heart lost its self in your sky blue
eyes…
Oh and I know I could be your friend and
your lover but how do I WIN YOU OVER
I know I could be your one and only one
forever and I know it would be paradise
oh spending all of our time together but
how, how do I WIN YOU OVER…
‘Cuz baby I have looked for someone
like you my whole life and I don’t need
no fortune teller to tell me this is meant
to be, I can just imagine how it would
feel to kiss you now and hold you tight
lost in your beautiful, beautiful sky blue
eyes…
Oh and I know I could be your friend and
your lover but how do I WIN YOU OVER
I know I could be your one and only one
forever and I know it would be paradise
oh spending all of our time together but
how, how do I WIN YOU OVER…
WIN YOU OVER, WIN YOU OVER!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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