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Your precious love - that means so much |
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Will it ever stop or will i just lose touch |
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What i want to say - but my words just fail |
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Is that i need it so i can't help myself |
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Like a hungry child - i just help myself |
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And when i'm all full up - i go out to play |
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But i don't mean to bleed you dry |
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Or take you over for the rest of your life |
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It's just that i need something solid in mine |
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Lonely as the moors on a winter's morning |
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Quiet as the sea on a good calm night |
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In your tranquil shadow - i try and follow |
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I hear your distant show clicks |
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To the midnight beat - |
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I feel trapped in sorrow |
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In this imagery |
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But that's how i am and why i need you so |