What a horrible curse to have at night
Even though our spirits are reflecting in the light
Shadows on the wall
They move with the time
Scarlet lilacs lay scattered on the floor
They are the sign of you and me
What a horrible night to have a curse
But for better and never for worse
I'm glad to be in love with you tonight
I'm glad to be with you for always
Love is a lot of things to many
To some, it's beauty
To some, it's reverie
To some, they believe it's pretty
But one thing I've always realized
Is that love never dies
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