YOU

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when I was growing up

I made my heart, 

heart of stone

It could not love or 

wanted too.

But in my life, 

then came you.

The stones began to fall away

As happiness began to fill my day

Could this be love,

A feeling so sweet and special too.

I pray this feeling is true.

                                               HE is the face I can't forget

                                              A trace of pleasure, 

                                              my treasure

                                             the song that summer sings

                                             the chill that autumn brings

                                              a hundred amazing things

                                              Within the measure of the day.

My heart now sings a song of love

For I know that it was sent from above

My heart is warm, with wings of gold.

My heart now sings a loving song.

Is so important, 

can't you see

My each day turned into heaven

the mirror of my dreams, 

reflected in my life.

                            He may not be what he seems

                            He who always seems so happy in a crowd

                            Whose eyes can be so private and so proud

                           No one's allowed to see them when they cry

                           then why did I...

Happy endings are sweetest dreams

everybody aren't that blessed

I'd my share of tears too

a life to live without you.

how m I suppose to survive.

              He was my only love and hope.... to last

               He comes to me from shadows of the past

              That I remember till the day I die

              He is the reason I survive,

              why and where for I'm alive.

The one I care for through the rough n sweetness,

I live his laughter and 

his tears

And make them all my souvenirs.

             For where you go I got to be....

             No more sadness or being alone

            For now my heart returns to home...

manu..

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