When I look at you I am frozen
You hand me some roses
It's probably a dozen
It's something I notice

Heart stay in my chest
Hope this is not our last
You won't be like the rest
You say we won't be the past

Then you ask a question of me
Will you be my wife
I just cant believe
This will be the rest of my life

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