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I never learned to spell
At least not well

I never learned to count
A great amount

But my busy mind is burning
To use what learning I've got

I won't waste any time
I'll strike while the iron is hot

If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look

I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget

And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot

Then the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend

Use to hate to go to school
I never cracked a book
I played the hook

Never answered any mail
To write I used to think was wasting ink

It was never my endeavor
To be too clever and smart

Now I suddenly feel
A longing to write in my heart

If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look

I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget

And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot

Then the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend