All of the reasons
I listen to,
don't ever explain,
a thing that I do.

My heart seems so driven
to find it's one mate,
all else in my spirit
seems one big debate.

Fighting to cope
with what remains
without a true love,
seeking other gains.

My heart stands steadfast
in what it believes
for in true great love,
a great song concieves,

an expression of life
to give and to share,
just as long as a
great love is there.

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