When you first looked my way,
I thought I knew,
That the special people,
Were me and you.
Your blonde hair,
And baby blue eyes,
I thought I was flying,
Through the sky.
I found you at last,
My sweet love,
My rain and sunshine,
A prayer from above.
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A small yet classic one with respect to style, great job! May the long lost soothing style return joining hands with you! !