Holding hands, touching lips,
open hearts, full of bliss,
teach me to love.
Words can’t say, how I feel,
close to you, poised to yield,
teach me to love.
You’re the mold, I’m the clay,
make me yours, I’ll never stray,
teach me to love.
Hold me close, through the years,
I’ll grow old, quell my fears,
teach me to love.
When I die, hold me still,
meet me there, on heavens hill,
teach me to love.
Lekatt
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