Love is care,
And it's everywhere.
For the one we love.
For the one we care.
Love is stronger,
In every shape.
Love to be,
Forever to stay.
Always love,
Always happy,
Always aim for the best care.
Love means caring for someone.
That he will always stay,
Next to us on the hardest of days.
Never say we are not his love,
Or the one he cares for.
His love is our love.
And his heart is our heart.
We share one heart on the hardest of days.
We share our love, as it's a message to stay.
For people to remember for the rest of the day.
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