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This is my pray'r,
my only pray'r
when the night comes
and all is still
on my pillow,
this is my pray'r.
That he will care,
really will care,
when I need him,
he will be there,
tho'it be cloudy or fair.
Oh, let him love me
when we kiss let a fire start,
and let him want me
the way that I want him,
with all my heart.
This is my pray'r
my silent pray'r,
all I wish for
on ev'ry star
may his arms be
never too far,
when I awake
may the day bring,
for my finger
his ring to wear,
this is my pray'r, my pray'r.
This is my pray'r, my pray'r