Where do I begin,
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to tell the story of how great a love can be?
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The sweet love story that is older than the sea.
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The simple truth about the love she brings to me.
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Where do I start?
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With her first hello!
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She gave a meaning to this empty world of mine.
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There’d never be another love, another time.
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She came into my life and made a living fine.
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She fills my heart . . .
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She fills my life with very special things,
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where angel's soar, with wild imaginings.
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She fills my soul with so much love,
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that anywhere I go, I’m never lonely.
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With her along, who could be lonely?
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I reach for her hand, it’s always there . . .
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How long does it last?
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Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
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I have no answers now, but this much I can say,
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I know I’ll need her 'till the stars all turn away
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and she’ll be there . . .
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She’ll be there . . .
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Theme From Love Story (where Do I Begin)
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| Glen Campbell |
