Luckiest Man
It’s her heart
It’s her eyes twinkling at me
That makes me the luckiest man alive
She takes hold of my hand
She’s the joy of my life
Love her in every way
Oh ya
- love her
Oh my she’s my love
What she does to my heart
Taking hold
Never letting go
That makes me the luckiest man alive
Copyright © Paul Murray | Year Posted 2022
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