Someone who's always there for me, And sings such a pretty song, Through good times his love I always see, It's even there when things go wrong. Sometimes we don't see eye to eye, But that doesn't matter to me, For I know he'll never make me cry, He'll even help me to see. He knows I'm always there for him, I love him more than my life, Sometimes I worry so much for them, For him, his child and his wife. One thing he must always see, I love him like no other, This love always coming from me, Is for my only brother.
By Mystalia
© 1997 mystalia@sbcglobal.net
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