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I've seen the sun rise in the morning,

Felt the breeze of a summer's day,

But nothing quite compares to the beauty,

Of her hair flowing every way.

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Golden waves or midnight black,

Silky strands, there's no turning back,

I'm lost in the way it shines,

In every twist and every line.

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Oh, the way she wears her crown,

Her hair falling down,

Like a river, it flows,

In the wind, it softly blows.

Every curl, every strand,

I want to hold it in my hand,

In her hair, I find my peace,

My love for it will never cease.

****

Whether tied up or hanging free,

Her hair is where I want to be,

Soft as silk or wild and free,

It’s a sight I can’t unsee.

****

Every time she walks on by,

Her hair catches the light,

I’m mesmerized, can’t look away,

It takes my breath, steals my day.

****

Oh, the way she wears her crown,

Her hair falling down,

Like a river, it flows,

In the wind, it softly blows.

Every curl, every strand,

I want to hold it in my hand,

In her hair, I find my peace,

My love for it will never cease.

****

In the night, when the stars are bright,

Her hair glows in the moonlight,

I could get lost, and that’s okay,

In her hair, I want to stay.

****

Oh, the way she wears her crown,

Her hair falling down,

Like a river, it flows,

In the wind, it softly blows.

Every curl, every strand,

I want to hold it in my hand,

In her hair, I find my peace,

My love for it will never cease.

**[Outro]**

So here’s my song, simple and true,

For her hair and all it can do,

It’s a love that I can’t compare,

To anything but her beautiful hair.