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So much left to say |
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But I've got nothing |
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Here you lie and wait |
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As if it were sunday |
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Taking up your time |
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There'll be surrender |
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If by chance you'll let me in |
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Then I've got something |
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And it goes |
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And it goes |
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And it goes |
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And it goes without saying |
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And it goes |
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And it goes |
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And it goes |
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And it goes without saying |
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If flesh on my flesh, makes us a union |
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If bone on my bon, then call me, broken |
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Marvel at the words |
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Softly spoken |
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I rest there on your lips |
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Now I'm forgiven |
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And it goes |
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And it goes |
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And it goes without saying |
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And it goes |
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And it goes |
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And it goes |
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And it goes without saying |
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And it goes without saying |
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And it feels |
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And it feels |
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And it feels |
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Feels like we're one and the same |
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One and the same |
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Feels like we're one and the same |
