' Where do I begin,
To tell a story of love it can be,
The sweet love story that is older than the sea,
The simple truth about the love he brings to me.
Where do I start,
With his first hello,
He gave a meaning to this empty world of mine,
There'll never be another love another time,
He came into my life and made the living fine.
He fills my heart, He fills my heart,
With very special things with angel songs,
With wild imaginings.
He fills my soul with so much love,
That anywhere I go I'd never be alone,
With him along who can be lonely.
I reached for his hands he's always there,
How long does it last,
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answer but now this much I can say,
I needed him till the stars all burn away,
And he'll be there. '
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