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Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him, my dear? |
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Does he hold you? Does he hug you? Does he keep you near? |
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And as you lie together, does he whisper in your ear? |
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Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him, my dear? |
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In the evening, those tired evenings, at twilights first glare |
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Does he lay in your lap? Do you play with his hair? |
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And when he falls asleep, Do you just stare? |
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Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him, my dear? |
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Late in the night when you fear the unknown |
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Does he warm up your mind? As you chill to the bone |
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I do love you, I do feel you, Each day and night |
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But I can't tell right from wrong, or fear from insight |
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But you always knew everything and that is what is clear |
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Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him, my dear? |
