If you ask me how I feel tonight,
It's the wildest mixture of emotions.
In this world that's constantly in motion,
There's one thing that's keeping me alive..
The idea of being yours.
When I think about holding your hand,
When your eyes lock with mine, I get shivers.
My dark thoughts are flowing like rivers,
But there's something that has no end.
The idea of being yours.
On the hardest of days I'll remember
How your smile brightens up my heart.
Something keeps us from falling apart,
Something special was born that December...
The idea of being yours.
The idea of being yours
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