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Sep 2013
Okay, I got a new plan,
the goal is to take your hand.
Spend the rest of my life with you,
and elope in a distant land.

Love is a crossroad,
it keeps on coming and never going.
Always head right,
take it slow, keep it tight.
not so fast, I am the last.

The love I have is timeless,
no girl done me wrong,
as long as I am strong.
I am priceless,
I’ll be your stand, so take my hand
not so fast, I am the last.

Okay, that’s all I can,
the fairy tale is crumbling sand.
Spend the rest of my life saying: “I do,”
in a castle in some distant land.

Love isn’t any destination,
it’s a continuous intersection.
Keeping right,
take it slow, and holding tight.
not so fast, I am the last.

The race is never over,
the laps are endless.
Our love existed forever,
slowly turning, always fast,
as long as I make it last.
Written by
mj cusson  London ON
(London ON)   
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