A love that is Devine will only hold the love of mine,
In spring, autumn, winter even summer no one can be my lover
For my heart belongs to one special man
Who i have loved for so long,
I try to tell myself that he will be mine again
Maybe I do like to pretend
Or maybe one day it will come true that the one I love says three words back
“I love you”
I have had so many dreams about that moment for so long now,
Him calling me over and taking my hand as I stand
Telling me that he always has loved me,
And always will
Oh how I dare to dream of that happening to someone like me
For love and life has never been good to me
And probably never will I just hope that one day notices me because he is My Love, My one and only Love!

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