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I don't think I know this man
I don't think I know this man standing before me now,
wanting to take my hand, to hold for life.
Promising to love me forever, asking me to be his wife.
No need to rush to answer, he said to me,
Just let me enjoy you for the time being.
And as our love grows more with each passing day
On bending knees is where you'll find me in the most loving way.
I found this all very hard to believe, for it all seemed as if a dream,
But when you touch me, the feeling is there, I know you care.
You'll love me like no other, that much is true.
How can one girl be so blessed, to have you in her life
I don't really know for sure, but I am so glad that girl is me.
I don't think I know this man standing before me now
For he seems to be too good, to be true.
But I think I'm falling in love with you
Written by Joyce Foote
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