Song
I'm the big hand on the clock
And you became the small
We're always together, hand in hand
Whether we rise or fall
I'm the window frame that holds the glass
And you became the pane
I'll support you thru thick and thin
Through all life's streaks and stains
I'm the paper and you're the pen
Together we make a story
I'm the stem and you're the flower
A beautiful morning glory
I'm the music and you're the words
Right where we belong
Together we're perfect harmony
For we become a song
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