| Dear Diary, today I saw the girl I’m going to marry
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| We passed each other in the hall
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| And when our eyes met, although no words were exchanged
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| Something passed between us, something undeniable and real
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| And I could feel the connection
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| The deep, deep connection
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| And I could hear a voice within me
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| Crying out, «She is the one, she is your destiny»
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| No has ever loved someone the way that I do
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| No one has ever felt this way
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| Dear Diary, today I saw her again in the lunch room
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| She was sitting with some other girls
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| And I could see that though she was with them
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| She was not like them, she was set apart
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| And just as I walked by our eyes met again
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| And for a moment the whole world stopped spinning
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| And I could hear a voice within her
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| Crying out, «I am the one, I am your destiny»
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| No one has ever loved someone the way that I do
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| No one has ever felt this way
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| No one can understand my heart the way that you do
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| No one can ever read you, no one can ever read you
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| No one but you has eyes to see
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| What’s going on inside of me
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| My whole world of tragic ecstasy
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| No one can ever read you, no one can ever read you, no, oh
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| I am the one, I am your destiny
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| We are the ones and this is our destiny, oh
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| No one has ever loved someone the way that I do
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| No one has ever felt this way
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| No one can understand my heart the way that you do
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| No one can ever read you, no one can ever read you |