Love Is a Photograph
The bluest eyes I've ever seen
The pages of a magazine
I look at you in Holy White
Hollywood never gets it right
Since that eve I can't forget
The way I felt the day we met
The years go by, I wonder why
His Spirit called me from on High
It's been so long since that first song
I wonder where it all went wrong
Love waits for an eternity
Love is more than just a fantasy.
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