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At Long Last |
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I never would have known love, if it hadn't been for you |
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If anyone should ever ask me how I know it's true |
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For after all is said and done, how could I know you are the one; |
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The one I knew would come some day, I'd think a while and then I'd say |
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"Well, since you ask, I'll tell you this, there were too many signs to miss |
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When she first came, tho but a blur, I thought, it just has to be her. |
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The heart that I had memorized; a feeling inside, oh, so sweet |
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That I did not just merely meet this lady, 'cause I recognized |
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The soulmate I'd been waiting for. As far as proof, I need no more." |
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Tho one might say I'm touched a bit, to think that this is proof of it; |
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That you and I were meant to be, it doesn't mean a thing to me. |
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You are the one, you are, I know. Something inside me tells me so. |
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by a.chess ghent |
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