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Why do I just wither and forget all resistance |
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When you and your magic pass by |
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My heart's in a dither, dear |
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When you're at a distance |
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But when you are near, oh my |
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It's not the pale moon that excites me, |
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That thrills and delights me, |
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Oh no, it's just the nearness of you |
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It isn't your sweet conversation |
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That brings this sensation, |
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Oh no, it's just the nearness of you |
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When you're in my arms |
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And I feel you so close to me, |
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All my wildest dreams come true |
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I need no soft lights to enchant me |
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If you'll only grant me the right |
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To hold you ever so tight |
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And to feel in the night |
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The nearness of you |
