It Must Be Love


          When I awake, I think of you
          The skies are never gray, but blue.
          It must be love, I am sure,
          For in your arms, I feel secure.

          You bring a smile upon my face
          When thoughts of you, come in to place.
          It must be love that fills my heart
          For in my mind, we're never apart.

          The things you do, the things you say
          Are stored in my heart, and there to stay.
          It must be love, what else could it be?
          When I close my eyes, it's you I see.

          Whether near, or far apart,
          You're there to stay, within my heart.
          Yes, it must for sure be love
          For you're the one, I always think of.

           

          Ruth Ann Mahaffey
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          Midi plaing ~ "Love Is A Many Splendored Thing"
           Source ~ Mostly Mellow Midis
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