| If you should ask me to open my heart
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| There is so much that I could say
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| But when I’m with you, I just don’t know where to start
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| Time in your arms slips away
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| And, darling, if I picked a rose for every dream
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| That heaven knows you gave me
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| If I sign each letter with a kiss for all the tears you save me
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| If I take from now until forever and the day it’s true
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| 'Cause four and twenty hours, seven days of every week, I love you
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| I can’t think of any other thing that I would rather do
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| 'Cause four and twenty hours seven days of every week I love you
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| Love is a word that’s so easily said
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| You must have heard it all before
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| There may be ways that I could prove my love instead
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| Believe me, I couldn’t love you more
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| And, darling, if I picked a rose for every dream
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| That heaven knows you gave me
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| If I sign each letter with a kiss for all the tears you save me
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| If I take from now until forever and the day it’s true
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| 'Cause four and twenty hours seven days of every week, I love you
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| I can’t think of any other thing that I would rather do
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| 'Cause four and twenty hours, seven days of every week, I love you
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| 'Cause four and twenty hours, seven days of every week, I love you
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| And, darling, if I picked a rose for every dream
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| That heaven knows you gave me
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| If I sign each letter with a kiss for all the tears you save me
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| 'Cause four and twenty hours |