where do i begin to tell the story, of how great a love can be
the sweet love story that is older than the sea, the simple truth about the love she brings to me
where do i start
with her first hello, she gave a meaning to this empty world of mine
there'd never be another love another time, she came into my life and made the living fine
she fills my heart
she fills my heart, with very special things, with angel songs, with wild imaginings
she fills my soul with so much love, that any where i go, i'm never lonely
with her along who could be lonely, i reach for her hand. it’s always there
October 20, 2005
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