I live in a place
Too far from your face.
Yet still my heart longs,
To sing you this song...
This song of what I call love.
some people call it true love,
Others a gift from above.
Sometimes its trying
But never dying...
This is what I call love.
On that day I see you,
I will know just what to do.
for once our lips meet,
Ohh ohh how sweet...
That is what I call love
Though we may not have meet,
I show very little regret.
Like a dove you will fly,
In my arms you will cry...
That is what I call love..
You are what I call love...
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