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12/26/2002

 
The Last Time
from 9/28/'02

you can shake me for every nickel and dime
you can break me from every tear I've cried
you can wake me from every dream I've died
I've died for the last time.

you've got love
you've got love
you've got trees to soar above
you've got plans to fulfill
you've got something real
you've got the big deal
you've got love.

you've got love
you've got love
you've got the peace of a dove
you've got only hope in view
love is your only clue
what you've got is true
you've got love
and I've got it too.

you can sing with me in this attempt to rhyme
you can bring me in from the undertow tide
you bring me immense joy
won't you be my bride?
I've died for the last time.

posted by Chase at 2:41 AM

 

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