Could It Be
Could It Be
Could it be time to retire that card held so high
Could it be the reason tears hit the floor when its time to say goodbye
Could it be that warmth, that joy I wake up to everyday
Could it be the name I recite when I pray
Could it be
Could it be that hand I long to hold every night
Could it be that man worth the fight
Could it be the main ingredient to my life
Could it be the man I see calling me his wife
Could it be
Could it be real
Could it be a man made from steal
Could it be a beginning made from three days long
Could it be the making of something strong
Could it be
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