MAKING IT RIGHT

April 1981
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                                                                     To feel a touch upon my hand.
                                                                     So tenderly, he's in command.
                                                                     To hear a voice whisper to me.
                                                                     He tells me how it's going to be.

                                                                     To see a face so close to mine.
                                                                     Treasuring this most precious time.
                                                                     To kiss his lips and hold him tight.
                                                                     The love we feel will make it right.



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