2,762 miles
Two thousand seven hundred and sixty-two miles
I think of you and I'm breathless
I never let go your necklace
You're protecting me and these strangers
Never telling me of the dangers
You have all of my heart
I cannot stand being apart
When I hear your voice
I know I made the right choice
Two weeks later you'e at my door
I can't believe it, I hit the floor
You get down on one knee
I can't believe what I see
You ask me to be your wife
I cannot imagine a better life
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