Sweeter Than a Peach
There is a girl and I want her love
With it I could fly above
Even higher than a dove
We fit each other like a glove
We fly as high as eagles soar
So high I do not hear the rivers roar
It is her love that I cannot ignore
Does she know that I love her more?
When we walk along the beach
We never get so out of reach
Learn to love and then to teach
That love is sweeter than a peach
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