In This Corner Of My Mind

Thoughts, stories, and journals from the guy of roses and candle light (AKA the hopeless romantic)

Flying Without Wings

by Westlife

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Well, for me it’s waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say, “I love you”
In any given time or place

These little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it’s like flying without wings
‘Cause you’re my special thing
I’m flying without wings

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