When I think of you
I think of love.
It's a good feeling
from Heaven up above.
I wish you could stay,
but I know you have to go,
and please still remember
that I love you so.
Is this a dream?
Oh, how I wish it could be.
Now every single day
I'll imagine you're here with me.
Each and every day
when you're not here,
I'll be staring at the door,
praying to God that you appear.
If you love me,
please keep me in your heart,
and, as time passes on,
we'll never grow apart.
I think of love.
It's a good feeling
from Heaven up above.
I wish you could stay,
but I know you have to go,
and please still remember
that I love you so.
Is this a dream?
Oh, how I wish it could be.
Now every single day
I'll imagine you're here with me.
Each and every day
when you're not here,
I'll be staring at the door,
praying to God that you appear.
If you love me,
please keep me in your heart,
and, as time passes on,
we'll never grow apart.
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