The Wall
When I first met you, you were full of pain, so you built up a wall,
and you hid inside, but your life was dark, and you lived in vain.
When you discovered I loved you, and you found out how deep,
that wall began to crumble, and now it's just a heap.
With no wall between us, life has been swell, no longer are you
living in an infernal hell.
Every day I want to sing, and thank the Lord for all He brings,
my love remains ever true, and each passing day I still love you.
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