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Sweet Nothings that are Everything
I find myself longing for change
Yesterday is a closing door
I seek the highest mountain range
Where my heart is free to soar
Somewhere out there, where dreams come true
A thousand miles seems pretty far
I am capable now, now that I found you
To wish upon a great bright star
I knew I loved you before I met you
I knew you were waiting for me
Take my hand, take my whole life too
We were drawn together by destiny
Everybody wants to be understood
Hold on and don't shed a tear
We will have it good, the life we knew we would
Schooch on over closer dear
When you say you love me
In that moment, I know why I'm alive
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
When you love someone, you open up your heart
You're amazing just the way you are
The part of me that is you will never die
I swear on everything I pray to
that I won't break your heart
Lay down on the floor
Only you can love me this way
You fill up my senses
Everyday I love you more
I think I dreamed you,
How old is your soul
Ordinary? No!
I really don't think so
The Sweet Nothings that are Everything
are my truest pleasure
This is a beautiful start
to a lifelong Love Letter.
Yesterday is a closing door
I seek the highest mountain range
Where my heart is free to soar
Somewhere out there, where dreams come true
A thousand miles seems pretty far
I am capable now, now that I found you
To wish upon a great bright star
I knew I loved you before I met you
I knew you were waiting for me
Take my hand, take my whole life too
We were drawn together by destiny
Everybody wants to be understood
Hold on and don't shed a tear
We will have it good, the life we knew we would
Schooch on over closer dear
When you say you love me
In that moment, I know why I'm alive
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
When you love someone, you open up your heart
You're amazing just the way you are
The part of me that is you will never die
I swear on everything I pray to
that I won't break your heart
Lay down on the floor
Only you can love me this way
You fill up my senses
Everyday I love you more
I think I dreamed you,
How old is your soul
Ordinary? No!
I really don't think so
The Sweet Nothings that are Everything
are my truest pleasure
This is a beautiful start
to a lifelong Love Letter.
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