Her verse is formed by the light in her eyes
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She's taking control, moving my soul with her bridge of sighs
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Her chorus is love's counterpart
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Her teardrops can sing to my heart
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Her song grows intense by the hour
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And her power is in the magic of the chords
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Her whispers of love shape a sweet flowing melody
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Her heartbeat at night, her breath of life in our symphony
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And when the orchestra plays
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Sinfonia concertante
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Causing my soul to devour
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All the power is in the magic of the chords
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Her stanza of hope
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Perpetual rhythm and majesty
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Her song gives life
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Weaving my dreams in her tapestry
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Lord, she's baring her soul to me
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Her promise of love strummed on a gentle mandolin
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Her concerto's embrace composed with the grace of a violin
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When the finale arrives
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I'll fight with the will to survive
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Her song has the strength to empower
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Because her power is in the magic of the chords
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The Magic Of The Chords
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| David Shankle Group |
