| she was a beauty at 18 years young
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| waiting for nothing but the real thing to come
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| his eyes felt like home when she was away
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| he was a place that she wanted to stay and she wondered
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| as her heart thundered
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| could this be, could this be love?
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| could this be, could this be love?
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| he took a chance put his heart on the line
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| but she wasnt sure when he asked her to climb to the
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| top of the tower theyd reach such great heights
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| hed hope shed say yes to join in the life
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| and he wondered
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| as his heart thundered
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| could this be, could this be love?
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| could this be, could this be love?
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| years came and went
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| fine lines and grey hairs
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| babies and grandkids, worries and prayers
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| laughing and tears filled every year too
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| every day every hour and finally they knew
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| its no wonder
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| their hearts still thunder
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| oh this is, oh this is love
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| oh this is, oh this is love
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| oh this is, oh this is love |