Broken Hearts
Both of our broken Hearts,
Will be mended as one.
Cheer up I will take care of thee,
I will hold you and Love you all the time.
I hold out my hand and touch your face,
And wipe away the tears away of your unhappiest.
I want you to hold out your hands,
So I may kiss them and make your sorrow go away.
To thee my silver knight how can I comfort thee,
Shall I touch thou face with my hands.
And hold you tight and never let you go,
I touch thou face and wipe all your sorrow away.
And the tears of happiest may arise,
To the life of thee both hands join.
To see thee in a coming of always,
Our broken Hearts will become one.
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