What a lovely day,
with blue skies and sun,
I couldn't feel more entranced,
I feel that I have won.
A treasure has been given to me,
and I intend to glisten,
each and every time, he needs me to listen.
Six feet two, I love you true,
and I will care for you,
just smile and my world falls down,
and I never feel blue.
He's gone for good,
don't need his pain,
we'll get it together,
and dance in the rain.
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