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If I could sing a song to you

If my voice were more than residue

If I could save the morning dew

Maybe you'd hear an echo.


If love was but an empty nest

If my mind finally found rest

If heartbeats rang true from my chest

Perhaps your steps would slow.


If leaves were caught, fixed in midair

If you were the world's only affair

If I could catch you everywhere,


Maybe you'd see the afterglow,

Perhaps your heart would overflow,

Surely you'd see I love you so.

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