The gifts of life are too many,
But none are placed above
The one that we've been granted,
The perfect gift of love.
I love the things you do for me,
The way you see things through me,
That special look that says,
"I'm glad you're you."
I love your strong but gentle ways,
Your warm and sentimental ways,
I love you for the way you love me, too.
But none are placed above
The one that we've been granted,
The perfect gift of love.
I love the things you do for me,
The way you see things through me,
That special look that says,
"I'm glad you're you."
I love your strong but gentle ways,
Your warm and sentimental ways,
I love you for the way you love me, too.
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