If you knew...
how much I love you...
If you could measure
The weight of the love
I feel for you...or package
It in a bottle and sale it
You would be a millionaire!
Ah! The irony. Cause you dont know. Do you?
Do you see His work?
When you look around And smile at the beauty of a bright sunny sky When you hear birds singing on the trees Or tiny butterflies Working...
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