Give me my wings so that I can fly,
And love you only, before I die,
Give me my pen so that I can write
all the things I must tell you,
With Love at it's height,
Give me your hand,
I will hold it tight,
And love you always,
With all my might,
Give me your Soul,
My love's delight,
So I will become whole,
In your arms tonight.
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