| To love you. To love you is to set you freeAnd hope you fly back homeTo love you is to let you be At liberty to stay or roamTo love you is to let you loveSomeone else not meTo love you is to rise aboveThe jealousy we seeTo love you is to give you hopeTo help you with your painTo love you is to love youWhen there’s nothing there to gainTo love you is a gift from youOne you can’t denyLoving you will make me whole And happy when I die.
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