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I picture you on the beach |
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Lying in the sand |
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Out of reach of my trembling hands |
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I picture you in a car |
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Your hair in the wind |
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I picture you in my arms |
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The touch of your skin |
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The smile on your face |
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The way that you taste |
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You come to my senses |
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Every time I close my eyes |
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I have no defences |
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You come to my senses |
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I can't stop this ache inside |
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I have no defences |
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Driving home in the cold January rain |
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I've got to find a way out of this pain |
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I reach for you in the night |
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I dream of your kiss |
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I wake before it gets light |
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Your name on my lips |
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Alone in my bed |
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Your voice in my head |
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You come to my senses |
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Every time I close my eyes |
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I have no defences |
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You come to my senses |
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I can't stop this ache inside |
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I have no defences |
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I picture you in my arms |
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The touch of your skin |
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The smile on your face |
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The way that you taste |
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You come to my senses |
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Every time I close my eyes |
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I have no defences |
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You come to my senses |
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I can't stop this ache inside |
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I have no defences |
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You come to my senses |
