Pure - like the wings of a dove So pure - is the one that I love He's holding my heart in his hands He's God to me Blue - like the sky that's above So blue - am I caused by my love I'm losing myself just by seeing Him from the far Soft - like the kiss of a ghost So soft - is the one I love most I'm dying to hear from his own lips He loves me too High - like the stars use to be So high - he is standing 'bove me Unreachable, just like The promise of paradise
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