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YOUR LOVE

YOUR LOVE SETS ME FREE
THE ONE THAT GIVES ME CLARITY
THE ONE THAT KEEPS ME FROM CRUMBLING
THE ONE THAT GIVES ME HAPPINESS AND DELIGHT

THIS ENCHANTING FEELING
IS THE ONE THAT KEEPS ME SMILING
THE ONE THAT RESTORED MY WRECKED HEART
THE ONE THAT GIVES ME HOPE TO START

YOU ARE THE MOTIVATION
THE ONE THAT TAUGHT ME A LESSON
THE ONE THAT GAVE MY LIFE RHYTHM
THE ONE THAT GAVE ME AN INSPIRATION

I AM GRATEFUL THAT I FOUND YOU
IT HAS TAUGHT ME THAT LIFE CAN BE WITH HUE
YOU TURNED MY SKIES INTO LIGHT BLUE
ONCE AGAIN I THANK YOU

AND NOW I YEARN TO MOVE ON
THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LESSONS
THANK YOU FOR BEING MY MOTIVATION
ALL I CAN SAY IS THANK YOU, UNTIL OUR NEXT SALUTATION

VMMC

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