You're my angel on earth, God planned it since birth.
You're kind and gentle; not overly sentimental.
I whisper so you draw near, and even delight in the quaintness of your ear.
Every wish that's thrown in a fountain, I make for us to live on a mountain...
Or a pond or a lake, anywhere with you, I would take.
You see, I can not place it, not the time or the day,
but I've fallen for you in every single way.
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