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\u51fa\u81ea\u7dad\u7434\u5c3c\u4e9e\u2027\u85a9\u63d0\u723e\uff08Virginia Satir\uff09\u300a\u5bb6\u5ead\u5982\u4f55\u5851\u9020\u4eba\u300b\u4e00\u66f8\u3002<\/p>\n
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Perhaps love is like a resting place\r\nA shelter from the storm\r\nIt exists to give you comfort\r\nIt is there to keep you warm\r\nAnd in those times of trouble\r\nWhen you are most alone\r\nThe memory of love will bring you home\r\n<\/pre>\n
Perhaps love is like a window\r\nPerhaps an open door\r\nIt invites you to come closer\r\nIt wants to show you more\r\nAnd even if you lose youself\r\nAnd don't know what to do\r\nThe memory of love will see you through\r\n<\/pre>\n
Oh,love to someone is like a cloud\r\nTo some as strong as steel\r\nFor some a way of living\r\nFor some a way to feel\r\nAnd some say love is holding on\r\nAnd some say letting go\r\nAnd some say love is everthing\r\nAnd some say they don't know\r\n<\/pre>\n
Perhaps love is like the ocean\r\nFull of conflict,full of change\r\nLike a fire wher it's cold outside\r\nOr thunnder when it rains\r\nIf i should live forever\r\nAnd all my dreams come true\r\nMy memories of love will be of you.\r\n<\/pre>\n
\nFor all the truth that you made me see
\nFor all the joy you brought to my life
\nFor all the wrong that you made right
\nFor every dream you made come true
\nFor all the love I found in you<\/span><\/p>\n
\nYou’re the one who held me up
\nNever let me fall
\nYou’re the one who saw me through, through it all<\/p>\n
\nYou were my voice when I couldn’t speak
\nYou were my eyes when I couldn’t see
\nYou saw the best there was in me
\nLifted me up when I couldn’t reach
\nYou gave me faith ’cause you believed<\/p>\n
\nBecause you loved me<\/span><\/p>\n
\nYou touched my hand, I could touch the sky
\nI lost my faith , you gave it back to me
\nYou said no star was out of reach<\/p>\n
\nI had your love, I had it all
\nI’m grateful for each day you gave me
\nMaybe I don’t know that much
\nBut I know this much is true
\nI was blessed because I was loved by you<\/span><\/p>\n
\nThe tender wind that carried me
\nA light in the dark shining your love into my life
\nYou’ve been my inspiration
\nThrough the lies you were the truth
\nMy world is a better place because of you<\/p>\n