If my mind were to wander
I promise my eye to not rove
For in you I can now see
This man I’ve grown to be
If my eye were to rove
I promise my hand to not roam
For in you I still felt
The altar where I knelt
If my hand were to roam
I promise my heart to not yearn
For it beats for only you
for only you alone
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