by Tony Houston
(Monroe, LA)
My love, My love
We are like a hand that fits inside a glove
Our motions move up and down
The beats of our hearts start to pound
My love, My love
As we sore through the sky like golden doves
I will always give you my love
Forever in life until death do us part
I will always love you
My love
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