True love is hard to find, but when you find it – Hold on tight with both hands!
How do I know that love is true,
Is it what‘s felt between me and you;
I know it’s true, this love I’ve felt,
It’s the reason that on one knee, I knelt;
Is it more than a growing bond of trust,
More than desire, more than lust;
I never would have asked for your hand,
If I never thought you’d understand;
Is it the way you hold me when days are long;
Or the way you cheer me with a goofy song;
My love for you is infinite,
And never will my love remit;
Is it the way you kiss my tears away,
Or the soothing words you always say;
And I feel your love in your very touch,
I never thought I’d love so much;
So what is love you may inquire,
It’s the way you set my blood on fire!
The love I feel for you is true;
You know, I’d even die for you.
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