Meeting you, belief takes hold,
Meeting you, a truth unfolds:
That beauty can be this, this bold.
Meeting you, belief takes hold.
They cannot grasp the silent plea,
They cannot fathom what we be.
Our hearts cannot speak openly,
Our hearts cannot speak openly.
That beauty can be this, this free.
Meeting you, belief takes hold.
How can I see you, how can I?
How can I see you, as days fly?
My heart is lost, my senses lie.
My heart is lost, my senses lie.
That beauty can be so nigh.
Meeting you, belief takes hold.
Once, a glance, a single sway,
Once, a glance, that lights the way.
Love blooms but once, not day by day,
Love blooms but once, come what may.
That beauty can forever stay.
Meeting you, belief takes hold.
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