The first time I saw you
I knew it was true
That I had love you forever
And that is what I will do
You don't know what you do to me
You don't have a clue
You don't know what it is like to be me
Looking at you.
I will reach your hand
In the cold of winter
I will reach your hand
In the heat of summer
But if my short life
Can not reach the dawn of spring
I promise you in heaven
I will reach you with my wings.
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