Oh, man from Finland
I love your left bun
For catching and settling you
Was so much fun
You love is but a gamble
And quite the feat
Because when t comes to your love
I just can't compete
Oh man from Finland
You're love was from a far
For you are days, months, light years away
Further than the furthest star
For I am but a stone and you are a rose
We aren't everyting the same
For when I send my love by arrow
I must be a terrible aim
If I express my love
Will you come again
For my love is sent thick
And yours is sent thin
I will just say I love you
And that will be okay
For I know somehow somewhere
You will come to me another day
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