Hope it won't be wrong
If loving you is an offence,
I'm set to rot in the worst jail,
With your love, far my heart will sail,
Then there I will scale any fence.
Nothing will again make a sense,
Your love will be there without fail,
It is then true love will prevail,
Our true friendship will then commence.
And if you give me back true love,
Then I'll swim oceans for your sake,
My love will sing loud your sweet song,
Then o''er all things you shall be 'bove.
Other women, I will forsake,
Hope loving you won't turn out wrong!
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