For way to long, it's been only you,
The other, she never compared.
May I return to you, with empty heart,
To the one, my soul who ensnared.
The darkest days, could stretch ahead,
And clouds could hover above.
Your tender heart, would clear the skies,
And bring on the sunlight of love.
Your kindness, charm and sacrifice,
Your heart that's purest gold,
It'd grow, much fuller every day,
My long empty heart, you'd hold.
The peace and joy you'd bring to me,
Would fill my heart, that's true.
This heart'll give happy thanks each day,
My love, it's always been you.
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