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Monday, November 21, 2011

Michelle

Michelle, my belle.

These are words that go together well,
My Michelle.
Michelle, my belle.
Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble,
Très bien ensemble.

I love you, I love you, I love you.
That's all I want to say.
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You'll understand.
Michelle, my belle.
Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble,
Très bien ensemble.
I need to, I need to, I need to.
I need to make you see,
Oh, what you mean to me.
Until I do I'm hoping you will
Know what I mean.
I love you...


I want you, I want you, I want you.
I think you know by now
I'll get to you somehow.
Until I do I'm telling you so
You'll understand.
Michelle, my belle.
Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble,
Très bien ensemble.
I will say the only words I know that
You'll understand, my Michelle.

(This song came to me one night.  The radio randomly played this song during the night.  I think the message was from Zoe telling us she loves us.)

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