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At The End

This song is by December Waiting.

I wish I could make you feel all that you make me feel
If only you'd think of me, the way I think of you
Whenever you're with me I feel like nothing could ever harm us
What we have, what we share, is my favourite thing
They stole the stars and put them in your eyes
And I just wish I could gaze into them forever
Lose myself in your heart
I hold your hand, I kiss your cheek
I hold you in my arms
But of all the things I love to do
My favourite's still whispering "I love you".

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