And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love
Then you softly leave
And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love

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All the guys that have come and gone on an endless summer breeze, none of whom have given me even a sliver of their love. No deeper love do I know than the love of my heavenly Father.

I want this song at my wedding.

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Two sleepy people by dawn's early light
And too much in love to say good night

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