| I love poetry with brilliant rhymes
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| And songs that draw me in
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| With clever opening lines
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| I love rainy Sunday afternoons
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| Being kissed by sun
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| And dreaming under the moon
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| The way the ocean feels at high tide
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| The gentle stillness of midnight, Oh I-
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| I love the way You are so good to me
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| I love the way You’re so inspiring
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| I don’t know why You love me like You do
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| But I love You
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| I love all the signs of city life
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| And marvel at the way
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| The world just hurries by
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| I love breathing in the mountain air
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| Climbing to the top
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| And finding that You’re there
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| Catching glimpses of Your mysteries
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| I find Your fingerprints on everything
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| What I mean
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| I hear Your music everywhere
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| So gentle, yet so strong
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| Your melody floats on the air
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| And every time I hear You there
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| I’ve got to sing along |