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Thursday, March 26, 2009 9:27 PM


Thank you for loving me

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes When I couldn't see
When I couldn't fly Oh, you gave me wings
You parted my lips When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me

It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words

You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me

I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes When I couldn't see
For parting my lips When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me

Baby i love you so much..


hold me now at 9:27 PM
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