When the moment arrives
It comes like gold
with our feelings wew fever
When is that moment to arrive
Do you but wait
then pounce with such passion
Or let the moment arrive quite
It over rides all we can see
Understand this gold feaver
Will my rose comes with love
Not as a wilted flower
But with the colour bright with life
And if a rainbow shines above
Could not my angel be shining
Where love is
All things will pass in time
Happiness still awaits your quest for gold
Let your angle holds the hand tight
And tells you
This is true love
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