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After all these years
After all these years
She still moves me to tears.
That special look of hers,
The words she whispers,
All her laughs and sighs,
All her lows and highs.
All her strength and charm
When I wrap her in my arm
And hold her close to me,
It’s how it’s supposed to be.
The words we’ve talked,
The paths we’ve walked,
The planes we’ve caught,
The things we’ve bought,
The friends we’ve known,
The sights we’ve shown,
The truths we’ve bared,
The times we’ve shared,
Summer, Winter, Spring and Fall...
After all these years
She still moves me to tears.
That special look of hers,
The words she whispers,
All her laughs and sighs,
All her lows and highs.
All her strength and charm
When I wrap her in my arm
And hold her close to me,
It’s how it’s supposed to be.
She still moves me…
She still moves me to tears
After all these years.
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