Saturday, 1 May 2010

What's your name He humbly cried
What's my gain she graciously smiled
Precious stones and the finest wheat
Such things will fail, what more can you offer me
A heart of love, I'll forever treasure thee
When it fails your treasure shall flee
Indeed my love, lets live this life
While the sun shines
Will you be to me a queen this day
This day I'll be the queen you seek


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