I've put my words
between the beat
Of your heart.
Just let the music play
Our love has soul
Something you can feel
Aged with time like a fine wine.
We change & grow
In a dream that can only
Be explained as a dream.
This variety made between your heart
And the words I've stored.
This variety a thing that doesn't age,
This variety has soul.
Something me and you call love
Something we can feel
Just let the music play
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