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It wasn't raining yet |
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But it was definitely a little misty on |
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That warm november night |
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And my heart was pounding |
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My inner voice resounding |
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Begging me to turn away |
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But I just had to see your face |
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To feel alive |
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And then you casually walked in the room |
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And I was twisted in the web |
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Of my desire for you |
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My apprehension blew away |
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I only wanted you |
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(And I was twisted) |
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To taste my sadness |
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As you kissed me in the dark |
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Every time I feel the need |
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I envision you caressing me |
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And go back in time |
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To relieve the splendor of you and I |
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On the rooftop that rainy night |
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And so we finished the Moet and |
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started feeling liberated |
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And I surrendered as you took me |
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In your arms |
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I was so caught up in the moment |
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I couldn't bear to let you go yet |
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So I threw caution to the wind |
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And started listening to my longing heart |
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And then you softly pressed your lips to mine |
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And feelings surfaced I'd suppressed |
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For such |
