She will burn an image in your heart
You glance at her and she will burn an image into your heart.
So you will never forget her delicate face sculpted by angels,
Her golden hair glistening in the sunlight,
Or what it is like to hear her perfect laugh,
Or to see her soft smile,
And to gaze into her never-ending eyes.
So you will never forget her delicate face sculpted by angels,
Her golden hair glistening in the sunlight,
Or what it is like to hear her perfect laugh,
Or to see her soft smile,
And to gaze into her never-ending eyes.
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