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You met me as we floated upstream |
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Forgetting days, wasting away in search of baby |
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Layed down a blanket of sand |
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Sipped on juice and rubbing hands and |
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The more that we planned |
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We thought of baby |
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I flipped you upside down, |
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Lifted you off the ground and we spun |
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You knocked me inside out, and what |
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I was spilled out and so we layed back down |
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And waited for baby |
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Now who begot who if we bore no fruit |
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And awoke from our wine wanting only water |
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The tallest of trees grow up just from one seed |
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And if it's you and me, we just need to plant it |
