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I love you more than a slow falling summer rain |
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Or in the silence that only the snow leaves behind |
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I love you more |
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And I love you better than the gray of the autumn air |
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Better than the spring in it's blooming against the sky |
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I love you more |
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It may not be red as a rose is yet |
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It may not be strong as the old oak trees |
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But love planted deeply becomes what it ought to be |
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Your love is steady and sure as a mountain's high |
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Moving my heart like a river that gently bends |
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Your love is sure |
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Your love is wide open spaces where I can run |
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And yet we're tangled up roots in the warm broken earth |
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Yeah our love is sure |
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And it may not be clear as a morning yet |
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It may not be wide as a restless sea |
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But love given freely becomes what it ought to be |
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And it may not be clear as a morning yet |
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It may not be wide as a restless sea |
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And it may not be red as a rose is yet |
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It may not be strong as the old oak trees |
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But love planted deeply becomes what it ought to and |
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Hearts given freely become what they ought to and |
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Love planted deeply becomes what it ought to be |
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What it ought to be |