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Rare, true flower nature's bride can I be your only scribe? I will only write of the things, the joy that you bring into my arms I will only sing the praise of the glory you've raised into my heart Caramel sweetness light divine dare I call this beauty mine I will love and savor the taste and the look on your face trembling softly. And the song of your breath makes me weak makes me guess keeps me humble. Platinum brilliance life's true wealth line my pockets with your silk I don't need a dime to my name you're all the "rich" you're all the "fame" I could need now. And if one truly believes that a thing's meant to be can it be somehow? And if I think on your smile there's no other worth the while to fill this space. None so gentle, none so pure with the salve and the cure to this life's pace. Fallen Seraph If we picked fruit from every tree where would we be? SongtexteI've chosen you my fire and ice. My mortal vice My eternity. I will love and savor the taste and the look on your face trembling softly And the song of your breath makes me weak makes me guess keeps me humble. I will love and savor the taste and the look on your face trembling softly And if one truly believes that a thing's meant to be tell me can we? Fallen Seraph If we picked fruit from every tree where would we be? I've chosen you my fire and ice. My mortal vice My eternity. Aus Songtexte Mania