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The innocent smell lovely |
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The young and pure and ready |
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I'm dancing in the darkness of her eyes |
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I'm privileged to smell you |
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You needn't hang around me |
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You've got all your life for pungent lies |
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I can't see beyond today |
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Can't think about what if the sun stays down |
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I believe it never has before |
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There may be less between us than we thought |
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May be less between us and the Lord |
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Let nothing come between us |
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Nothing, nothing, nothing |
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You ask so many questions |
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And still expect an answer |
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But soon you will not listen anyway |
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Young enough to wonder |
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Oh, old enough to wander |
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Fool enough to think he knows the way |
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I can't see beyond today |
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Can't think about what if the sun stays down |
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I believe it never has before |
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There may be less between us than we thought |
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May be less between us and the Lord |
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Let nothing come between us |
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Nothing, nothing |
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You sat on the gate |
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In the London Sunday rain and yesterday's face |
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And I cannot wait |
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For you to engulf me in your embrace |
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I can't see beyond today |
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Can't think about what if the sun stays down |
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I believe it never has before |
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There may be less between us than we thought |
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May be less between us and the Lord |
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Let nothing come between us |
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Nothing, nothing, nothing |
