If you asked me long ago,
where I'd want to be
I'd tell you of places that,
I could only see
If you asked me where I am,
Today as Though I'm now
I'd tell you how I got,
to here I know not how
If you asked me where I want
to travel from now on,
I'd tell you it matters not,
if I hold your hand
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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