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Unlike the red on the rose fades unto the fall,

My love for you will never fade nor die.

Like the birds flying high in the sky,

my love for you will soar unto the heavens above.

You are where I belong,

and I want to grow old with you,

For always, I want to be by your side.

I want to run into your arms

when I need somewhere safe to hide.

So won't you let me come in,

won't you let me in.