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A gift, a gift |
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Strong, that's what they say |
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I'm only complacent |
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And I will admit to the crime |
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Of being too blind, feeling too certain |
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That you'll always be on my side |
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I often forget your love is a gift |
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A gift, I take it for granted |
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I know you don't have to be here |
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You don't have to love me |
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Yet you do, you still do |
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Ah, ah, ah yes, you still do |
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Weak, when on my own |
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Confess I'm pathetic |
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Befriended by panic and cold |
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And then you arrive, my torment relenting |
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Again I appear to be strong |
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That's what they say |
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I'm only complacent |
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And I will admit to the crime |
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Of being too blind, feeling too certain |
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That you'll always be on my side |
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I often forget your love is a gift |
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A gift, I take it for granted |
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I know you don't have to be here |
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You don't have to love me |
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Yet you do, you still do |
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Ah, ah, ah yes, you still do |
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I often forget your love is a gift |
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A gift, I take it for granted |
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I know you don't have to be here |
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You don't have to love me |
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Yet you do |
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I often forget your love is a gift, a gift |
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Trusts and lets me breathe |
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Repairs every cut and sting |
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I often forget your love is a gift, a gift |
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A gift, your love as a gift |
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You don't have to be here |
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You don't have to love me |
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I know you don't have to love me |
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And be here with me |
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You are a gift |
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I often forget your love is a gift, a gift |
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I take it for granted and |
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How can I forget your love is a gift |
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And you do |
