Seven degrees, I'm down on my knees
Waiting for the man to put me under his spell
7:05, he walks in to sight
Giving me the eye he lifts my spirits high

His passion burns, and my luck takes a turn
I'm reborn and alive, with his love to survive

Is it good? Is it bad?
Am I simply going mad?
Is it fiction? Or fact?
Am I really losing tact?
Is he magical, logical, natural wonder
He's got the makings of my seventh wonder

Seventy three, kisses for me
That whisper through the silence his feelings for me
Softly he dips, my cherry-red lips
In the essence of hope on which my love can float

His passion burns, and my luck takes a turn
I'm reborn and alive with his love to survive

Is it good? Is it bad?
Am I simply going mad?
Is it fiction? Or fact?
Am I really losing tact?
Is he magical, logical, natural wonder
He's got the makings of my seventh wonder

On seven seas, we sail on this dream
Turning it in to virtual reality

Is it good? Is it bad?
Am I simply going mad?
Is it fiction? Or fact?
Am I really losing tact?
Is he magical, logical, natural wonder
He's got the makings of my seventh wonder

Am I weak? Am I strong?
In his arms do I belong?
I could climb, mountain high
For his love I'll learn to fly
Is he magical, logical, natural wonder
He's got the making of my 7th wonder

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