'When youre all alone and lonely
In your midnight hour
And you find that your soul
Its been up for sale..'
But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
And the - Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, just might come through..'
He was/is my unique man.. :D
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