I can’t wait to touch your soul And stare into your eyes And for a moment believe a god exists Because people couldn’t be that perfect Without the hand of something holy. I can’t wait to know your name And tell you mine.
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I can’t wait to touch your soul And stare into your eyes And for a moment believe a god exists Because people couldn’t be that perfect Without the hand of something holy. I can’t wait to know your name And tell you mine.
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