This is the song of my life; I want to do this right.
I wish it were like the mountains, drinking from cool clear fountains;
but my life is cold, and the mess I'm in is getting old.
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I saw a beautiful woman;
I saw her beautiful smile.
It was in church one Sunday afternoon;
and that smile you could see for a mile.
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I want you to come to my open windows,
and pretend you're one of my heroes;
your support can help me bear the pain,
and like the New Edition I can stand the rain.
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I love this beautiful morning;
I can taste the morning breeze.
I know it can change without warning,
but for now my mind's at ease.
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I am so blessed to have you, I love you so.
I am so blessed to have you, that's so true.
You make me want to sing harmony;
I pray for you every morning and night,
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You are so beautiful, my love; I sing to you all the time.
You put words in my mouth, and make me want to say yes to Jesus.
I love you, my love; you are the song in my heart.
I can feel you in my spirit; oh mercy, mercy, mercy me;
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You are my sweet Rose from the garden.
The night is young - let's have some fun;
because you, my little brown sugar, are my sweet Rose.
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My blessings to you, my love.
You are the wild flowers in my garden; you are the light of my moon;
you are the love of my life.
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Great you are clothed with honor and majesty;
you cover yourself with light as with garments,
and stretch out the heavens like a curtain.
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Blessed be the Lord God;
my lips shall greatly rejoice.
When I sing to you, I will sing with the harp.
My tongue shall also speak of your righteousness
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