For all the nights you sang to me,
Thanks for the memories.
For all the songs you sang to me,
Thanks for making me feel free.
For all the songs you sang at night,
Thanks for shining like a light.
For all the songs that we share,
I'll cherish them, oh, so dear.
For all the songs you sent to me,
Thanks for an act so loving and free.
For all the songs you have yet to sing,
Could they please come with a ring?
For all the songs I'll sing to you,
When I finally tell you that I do.
For all the songs, my darling, my love,
Thanks for making me soar high above.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Thanks for the memories.
For all the songs you sang to me,
Thanks for making me feel free.
For all the songs you sang at night,
Thanks for shining like a light.
For all the songs that we share,
I'll cherish them, oh, so dear.
For all the songs you sent to me,
Thanks for an act so loving and free.
For all the songs you have yet to sing,
Could they please come with a ring?
For all the songs I'll sing to you,
When I finally tell you that I do.
For all the songs, my darling, my love,
Thanks for making me soar high above.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
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