His voice was nothing special,
But to me, it had a certain ring in it.
He kept repeating those three sweet words to me,
Whispering them so softly and gently into my ear,
I listened to every word you said,
That it kept piercing through me like an arrow shooting in me,
Breaking me into several pieces.
But to me, it had a certain ring in it.
He kept repeating those three sweet words to me,
Whispering them so softly and gently into my ear,
I listened to every word you said,
That it kept piercing through me like an arrow shooting in me,
Breaking me into several pieces.



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