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I miss feeling fun, |
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Love was easier when we were young |
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I miss your hands, your hands on me |
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The way they used to touch me |
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I miss to feel real |
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Oh god I almost forgot how it feels |
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I need to find my way back home and I need |
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I need to go, I need to win my love back |
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I need to find my hidden heart and attack! |
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I need to know that we are more than side by side when the fear, |
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the cold fear kicks in |
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I need to go, I need to win my love back |
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I need to find my hidden heart and attack! |
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I need to know that we are more than lovers |
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when the storm comes and baby the storm will come |
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It will come, it will come |
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It will come, it will come It will come |
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I miss you and me |
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The dreams, the hopes, the way we could be |
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I miss to believe |
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In something more than egos and greed |
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I miss to be clean |
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The city, the pressure gets to me |
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This is my last chance and I need |
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I need to go, I need to win my love back |
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I need to find my hidden heart and attack! |
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I need to know that we are more than side by side when the fear, |
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the cold fear kicks in |
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I need to go, I need to win my love back |
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I need to find my hidden heart and attack! |
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I need to know that we are more than lovers |
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when the storm comes and baby the storm will come |
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It will come, it will come |
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It will come, it will come |
