The hardest part of dreaming
about someone you love is having to wake up
about someone you love is having to wake up
Love is a precious gift that people
try to hold onto until the end of time,
even when there is nothing left to hold.
try to hold onto until the end of time,
even when there is nothing left to hold.
I don't want to lose this feeling.
If I could choose a place to die,
it would be in your arms.
If I could choose a place to die,
it would be in your arms.
I miss you most when I'm sad.
I miss you when I'm lonely.
But most of all,
I miss you when I'm happy.
You're always there
when I close my eyes.
I never knew what love was all
about until I started looking at you;
no one ever tried to tell or show me,
so I finally figured it out for myself.
What you need is someone
who without you can't breathe.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
and forever it will stay.
I miss you when I'm lonely.
But most of all,
I miss you when I'm happy.
You're always there
when I close my eyes.
I never knew what love was all
about until I started looking at you;
no one ever tried to tell or show me,
so I finally figured it out for myself.
What you need is someone
who without you can't breathe.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
and forever it will stay.
Dreams only last one
night but love can last forever
Romantic love is an illusion.
Most of us discover this truth
at the end of a love affair or else
when the sweet emotions of love lead
us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
night but love can last forever
Romantic love is an illusion.
Most of us discover this truth
at the end of a love affair or else
when the sweet emotions of love lead
us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
There's this place in me
where your finger tips still rest...
your kisses still linger
and your whispers softly echo...
It's the place where a part of you
will forever be a part of me.
Do you love me because I am beautiful,
or am I beautiful because you love me?
What I need to live has been given to me by the earth.
Why I need to live has been given to me by you.
where your finger tips still rest...
your kisses still linger
and your whispers softly echo...
It's the place where a part of you
will forever be a part of me.
Do you love me because I am beautiful,
or am I beautiful because you love me?
What I need to live has been given to me by the earth.
Why I need to live has been given to me by you.
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