Priceless
She opened the door, so I enter
The room was dark and cold
From outside, I could smell the mold
She poured me a cup of tea in a cup made of gold
As I'm listening closely to an old story she was told
Behold, she said in a softly tone,
while dipping a biscuits in her tea, my heart was sold
Like a child controlled by fantasy untold
I'm too shy to look at her in the eyes
I'd rather listen to her softly voice, where love
truly lies
She moved my spirit with her story
That night in my life, she brought glory
For all these years, I could never be able to repay her
But my heart, love, respect, strength, and prosperity
is all I have for her
The room was dark and cold
From outside, I could smell the mold
She poured me a cup of tea in a cup made of gold
As I'm listening closely to an old story she was told
Behold, she said in a softly tone,
while dipping a biscuits in her tea, my heart was sold
Like a child controlled by fantasy untold
I'm too shy to look at her in the eyes
I'd rather listen to her softly voice, where love
truly lies
She moved my spirit with her story
That night in my life, she brought glory
For all these years, I could never be able to repay her
But my heart, love, respect, strength, and prosperity
is all I have for her
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