Your Smile
Your smile, oh
Your smile moves me
I want you to show me how
We're meant to be
The way you smile
Things started to change
You walked through my door
The look in your eyes reminds me of our first kiss
Tell me you'll stay, I won't tell you no
Tender and sweet is how love should go
Your smile always moves me
Your love's all I need
I want you to show me how
'Coz we're meant to be, you addicted me
The way you smile
I gave you my heart to use as a tool
Our love was so true, as sweet as a summer's day
Calling my name, down on my knees
Praying that you'd be here forever
Oh yeah
Your smile always moves me
Your love's all I need
I want you to show me how
'Coz we're meant to be, you addicted me
To the way you smile
Your smile always moves me
(Said it moves me)
Your love's all I need
(Always moves me)
I want you to show me how
(Baby baby baby baby baby)
'Coz we're meant to be, you addicted me
To the way you smile
The way you smile baby
Your smile always moves me
Your love's all I need
I want you to show me how
Your smile baby
'Coz we're meant to be, you addicted me
To the way you smile
Your smile always moves me
Your love's all I need
I want you to show me how
'Coz we're meant to be, you addicted me
To the way you smile
Your smile always moves me
Your love's all I need
I want you to show me how
'Coz we're meant to be, you addicted me
To the way you smile
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