| I’ll enlist in your body
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| Enriched in your soul deep — internally
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| You’re everything I’ve always ever dreamed
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| I’ll worship you darling 'til death becomes calling
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| Make no mistake
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| I long to live each day that’s spent with you
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| Cause you’re all I want
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| And you’re all I need
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| So perfectly formed
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| You’re my Spanish Rose
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| I could watch you undyingly
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| And cherish the silence — eternally
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| And never would I want to sleep again
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| And you’re aura succeeds me, for sure it completes me
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| Unquestionably
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| And you’re the light I never thought I’d need
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| Cause you’re all I want (cause you’re all I want)
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| And you’re all I need (and you’re all I need)
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| So perfectly (So perfectly) formed (Ooo)
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| You’re my Spanish Rose
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| Find a way to have you on my own
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| Either way it’s gonna take too long
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| Mmmm
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| I just need to have you by my side
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| Either way we’re gonna enjoy the ride
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| You’re my Spanish Rose
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| You’re my Spanish Rose
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| No one can read you at all
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| I can’t believe you’re my own
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| What is a blossom without its thorn
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| You’re my Spanish Rose |