True love
Is an enchanted island
And we have found that island
From which we'll never roam
We stand
On an enchanted island
A magic yours-and-m6 land
That we can call our home
If all around, we found
A sea of faces
I know your face is
The only one I'd see
True love
Is an enchanted island
And we're upon that island
Wherever we may be
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There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
They're just a memory
Among my souvenirs
Some letters sad and blue
A photograph or two
I see a rose from you
Among my souvenirs
A few more tokens rest
Within my treasure chest
And, though they do their best
To give me consolation,
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs.
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