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In the quiet of the evening, under soft street light,

Whispers of a promise floating through the night.

Hearts that once were broken, now gently mend,

Still believing in true love, around the bend.

Still believing in true love, through every storm and trial,

Holding on to tender moments, every once in a while.

With every beat of my heart, I know it’s enough,

Still believing, still believing in true love.

Shadows dance beside us, with notes from the saxophone,

Memories like melodies that bring us home.

The world may spin and falter, but we rise above,

Still believing in true love, in peace and in dove.

Through ups and downs, the music plays,

Soulful tunes that time won’t erase.

Jazz and hearts in perfect blend,

Love’s enduring, love won’t end.

Still believing in true love, through every storm and trial,

Holding on to tender moments, every once in a while.

With every beat of my heart, I know it’s enough,

Still believing, still believing in true love.

So here we stand, hand in hand,

Still believing, still believing in true love.