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Let me sleep |
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I am tired of my grief |
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And I would like you |
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To love me, to love me, to love me |
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This is the night when these woods sigh |
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Come with me |
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There are people who cannot speak |
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Without smiling |
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They would take me from your hand |
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Or they would try, they would try |
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This is the murmur of the land |
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This is the sound of love's marching band |
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And how they hold you like a gun |
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And how I sing you like a song |
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I heard when I was young |
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And buried for a night like this |
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Buried for a night like this |
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