When you love me
The world's all right where it's supposed to be
When you love me
It's an eternal kind of day
Some eternal kind of spring
Some never ending fifth of May
When you love me
When you hold me
Even though your arms are faraway
I can feel your love throughout the ages
And only righteousness can have a say
Nothing else gets through to me
The way you do when you get through
And you love me
-jenn long
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