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Our love is like the seasons.
Forever changing.
Everytime you hold me,
i find my heart is racing.
And, our love is strong,
our love will get us through,
through these rough patches,
through these crazy things we do.
And, love might just be my savour,
yes, this love could save my life,
guide me out of the darkness,
rescue me from this knife.
And, baby, we gotta keep it up,
baby, we gotta stay strong,
until im back in your arms,
until loves back where it belongs.

by Sammie Lee

(1 votes, average: 2 out of 5)

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