You're a single rose in a field of thorns, the life among the dead.
You're the whispers in the wind and you're the dreams inside my head
You're the presence that I feel when no one else is here.
You're the smallest shroud of hope, that shines in every tear.
You're the thing that keeps me going, you keep me holding on.
Can't think of what will happen in the future when you're gone.
You make me happy when you're near, when you hold me in your arms.
You take away my every fear, and keep me safe from harm.
No need for you to question whether all these words are true.
All you really need to know is how much I love you...
 
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