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Where do I begin |
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To tell a 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 she brings to me? |
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Where do I start? |
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With her first hello |
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She gave a meaning to this empty world of mine |
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There'd never be another love, another time |
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She came into my life and made the living fine |
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She fills my heart, |
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She fills my heart with very special things |
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With angel songs, with wild imaginings |
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She fills my soul with so much love |
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That anywhere I go I'm never lonely |
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With her along who could be lonely? |
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I reach for her 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 know I'll need her till the stars all burn away |
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And she'll be there |
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And she'll be there |
