Stream
Cool as running water over slippery mountain rocks...
that's what your love is to me
The flow of water is constant, steadfast, and true
When I envision a stream, my thoughts instantly come
back to you
You know, it's like clockwork, never missing a beat
It's like you because your love is so sweet
This stream is natural, real, and pure
When I look at this stream, I know in my heart
that I'm sure
Many often ask, "What is it about this stream?"
My! My! My!
It's quiet yet strong
It's constant and long
It's different yet pure
It's the right one, I am sure
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