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I've waited a hundred years, But I'd wait a million more for you. Nothing prepared me for, What the privilege of being yours would do. If I had only felt the warmth within your touch. If I had only seen how you smile when you blush. Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough. Oh I would've known what I was living for all along. What I've been living for. Your love is my turning page, Where only the sweetest words remain. Every kiss is a cursive line. Every touch is a redefining phrase. I surrender who I've been for who you are, Nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart. If I had only felt how it feels to be yours Oh I would've known what I've been living for, all along What I've been living for. Though we're tethered to the story we must tell, When I saw you, well I knew we'd tell it well. With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas, Like a feather, bringing kingdoms to their knees.
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