A gentle breeze, that sustains me
    is enough to make me weak

The thought of you, and what you do
    is enough to make my interest peak

At the sound of your voice, I make my choice
    to display every part of myself

To be close, enjoying more than most
    to observe what is good for my health

I walk a mile, and think a length
    that truly best suits our past

By giving more of me, oh to be free
   means that our bond is meant to last

I conquered my fear, of loving again
    by giving you all I have

I reach deep within, this new life begins
    our narrow destiny’s path

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