A thousand men could smile at me softly
and shower me with jewels
Yet, my heart will still call for you
A hundred men might show me the moon
and take me for a ride
yet, my heart will still cry for you
A few good men might die for me
even cry for me
yet, my heart will still beat to your drum
A single man could offer me the world
yet, I would turn to find you
You hold the answers to my life equation
all other variables are incomplete
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