Pure White Dove
All my friends say "I'm falling in love."
They all say "I'm seeing that pure white dove."
Maybe it's true, it has to be something.
Your smile, your laugh, Nope Nothing.
What I'm falling for can never tell me lies.
What I long to see are your beautiful, bright eyes.
I come to declare, "I'm falling in love"
And I'm happy to yell, "I'm seeing a Pure White Dove."
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