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Your Love Made World Beautiful

Your Love Made World Beautiful


My treasures sunshine, since our love began,

The world around me changed its plan.

It blossomed into something new,

More beautiful, because of you.

A new light shines, the air feels fresh and bright,

As you meet me here in the soft twilight.

The valley whispers, the earth seems to sing,

A brand new season shines, joy it does bring.

This world is lovely, fresh and new, with you

All simply because I'm with you.

Misty views, a silent, peaceful stream,

Just a small boat, living out a dream.

We glide on waves, so calm and slow,

Our time together, a beautiful glow.

Our company is sweet and deep,

This lovely world, our secrets keep.

Through field paths, hand in hand we roam,

The setting sun, guiding us home.

Its golden light, a gentle, warm embrace,

But I see only you, your lovely face.

My heart feels different, soft and new,

This world is beautiful, because of you.

Others don't know the dreams I hold,

The silent stories, brave and bold.

Your eyes speak volumes, soft and low,

Their tender language, I deeply know.

Our love is special, pure and true,

This world is beautiful, because of you.

My treasures sunshine, since our love began,

The world around me changed its plan.

It blossomed into something new,

More beautiful, because of you.

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