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Mar 2013
The sound of his voice makes my knees go weak
His singing in my ear reaches every fiber of my body
The passion in his voice makes my heart smile and warms my soul
His beatiful voice reaches the heavens and the angels send it right back to me
For those are my lyrics and they are meant for me and me alone
Written by
Christine Morrone  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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   Emanuel Martinez
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