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So may I hold your hand for the rest of our lives
Because loving you has made me realise
There is no other hand I’d rather hold
No other warmth to chase away my cold
No other life I’d rather share
No other home unless you're there
And sometimes we'll have those kinds of days when all the world will envy what we have
But I promise you that through thick and thin, through the good and bad
I’ll be right by your side
And seasons will come and go, and times we’ll grow and change
But until my very last breath this truth will still remain.