I see you and the thoughts begin to fly
Like the finale on the 4th of July
Even through the melee
I still can get over your beauty
Through all this I wonder what you think
And what you think of me, before I even can blink
When you look at me what do you see
Do you see Ryan, or do you really see "Me"
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