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When she wakes up this morning and turns to kiss me |
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She'll find I let her sleep because we talked so late last night |
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She'll know I kissed her face gently till my returning |
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And when she finds the rose on my pillow I know she'll smile |
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Her amazing love unending is so much more than I am worthy of |
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If the rose could speak my feelings she'd know I cherrished her amazing love |
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If I call her a little late she forgives me |
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Her voice does not betray she's spent another day alone |
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She softly thanks me for the rose and says I need you |
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And then I can feel her smiling on the phone |
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Her amazing love unending... |
