The 'Always' lingers.
When you fear for its value
When you confide in its tenderness
It is held in butter fingers.
I know it to be perpetual
I know it to be magical
A Palace of priceless worth.
You know it to be true
You know it will go all the way through
When you fear for its value
When you confide in its tenderness
It is held in butter fingers.
I know it to be perpetual
I know it to be magical
A Palace of priceless worth.
You know it to be true
You know it will go all the way through
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