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Years keep dripping away, |
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I notice the little things, |
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Moments in a mirror, holding the paper farther. |
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Moving slower and feeling colder, |
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Scared to trust my heart to another. |
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But I realized in the bottom of my well, that |
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I was nowhere: safe but still in hell. |
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I had to pick myself up and believe that |
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I would love again. |
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Yes, I will love again. |
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And I'll love you for life, heart of my cry, darling of mine. |
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And I'll walk through this fire, lay down my life, my violet eyes. |
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Oh Universe, oh |
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Godly place, delivered you in a |
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Christmas cake. |
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Sweaters and cheddars and knowing your mother, |
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Poems, and lamas, and children among us, |
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Valentines, and showing spine, |
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Going after what was mine |
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So divine, those kisses on our first night, |
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And patience and wisdom pulling us to each-other, blessings in finding our life together, |
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I'm picking myself up and believing that |
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I will love again. |
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Yes I do love again. |
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And I'll love you for life, heart of my cry, darling of mine. |
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And I'll walk through this fire, lay down my life, my violet eyes. |
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A notarized paper will never together make our unity. |
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The wreckage of marriage, the bloody damned baggage between you and me, |
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Won't tarnish this silent of sacred decrees, |
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That I will, |
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I will be |
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Yours eternally. |
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And I'll love you for life, heart of my cry, darling of mine. |
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And I'll walk through this fire, lay down my life, my violet eyes, |
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Violet eyes, violet eyes. |