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How we started out, I don't know.
The story that has no end.
Nor do I know how you came to be the woman
Who I asked for all my life.
With you, there needs to be passion,
And a touch of poetry
And wisdom... because I,
I work with fantasies.
Do you remember the day I declared my love to you?
A sudden chill came over me.
In case you don't know, I'll tell you:
I never stopped feeling it.
With you, there needs to be passion,
It must never ever go wrong.
Knowing just what to do, as well... because I,
I work with the heart.
Singing about love will no longer suffice.
It's not enough for me,
If I want to tell you that there will never be,
Anything more beautiful than you,
Anything more beautiful than you,
As unique as you,
Amazing when you want to be.
Thanks for being.
How we started out, I don't know.
The story that is coming to an end.
What is that mystery that never went away?
I carry it here, inside.
They will be the memories,
That won't fade with age.
They will be words, because for me
My talent is my voice.
Singing with love will no longer suffice.
It's not enough for me,
If I want to tell you that there will never be,
Anything more beautiful than you,
Anything more breathtaking than you,
As unique as you,
Amazing when you want to be.
Thanks for being.
