And the tornadoes made my skies dark.
I almost thought I was all alone,
The air started to bite like a shark.
Then I heard your voice from afar,
Felt your embrace surround me,
You saved me from becoming char,
In your arms I was meant to be.
God sent you're definitely not a chance,
You're not a coincidence, an accident,
You're for whom I saved the last dance.
This had to be, it was completely meant.
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