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Where do I begin? |
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To tell the story of how great a love can be |
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The sweet love story that is older than the sea |
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The simple truth about the love he brings to me |
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Where do I start? |
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Where do I begin? |
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To tell the story of how great a love can be |
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The sweet love story that is older than the sea |
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The simple truth about the love he brings to me |
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Where do I start? |
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Like a summer rain |
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That cools the pavement with a patent leather shine |
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He came into my life and made the living fine |
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And gave a meaning to this empty world of mine |
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He fills my heart |
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He fills my heart with very special things |
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With angels' songs, with wild imaginings |
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He fills my soul with so much love |
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That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely |
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With him along, who could be lonely? |
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I reach for his hand, it's always there |
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How long does it last? |
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Can love be measured by the hours in a day? |
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I have no answers now but this much I can say |
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I'm going to need him 'til the stars all burn away |
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And he'll be there |
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He fills my heart with very special things |
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With angels' songs, with wild imaginings |
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He fills my soul with so much love |
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That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely |
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With him along, who could be lonely? |
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I reach for his hand, it's always there |
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How long does it last? |
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Can love be measured by the hours in a day? |
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I have no answers now but this much I can say |
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I'm going to need him 'til the stars all burn away |
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And he'll be there |
