May It Be
Oh, sing to me with thy voice, so sweet, so soft, so pure
That is now all I ask of you, for I can’t take any more
Allow me then to gaze upon the real beauty of your smile
For there within lies innocence, just like that of a child
Oh, touch me then, with your heart, good nature on display
For you have brightened up my world, each evening and each day
Well then, my sweet, your very presence, it does so much for me
Allow me then to do for you and with you to always be
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