To Be LovedA Chapter by ConstanceSpring has dawned Birds not only sing, but dance Rain no longer breeds sadness But seems to kiss the ground And then leap up with joy For I know now how it feels To be beloved
Winter is gone Glorious sun seeps into my soul Icy hands no longer holding grip Around my battle-scarred heart Warmed by your gaze's fire Oh, I know now how it feels To be loved
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