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hanging empty |
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crazy things |
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my body tells me |
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i want someone to tie to my lonely |
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waiting for you |
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pretty things |
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that i could call you |
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i want someone to tie to my lonely |
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he'd look just like me when I was young |
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and I wonder as the days unwind |
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will he have your eyes or mine |
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then i wake up to my |
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cold and lonely |
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for time brings |
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thoughts that only |
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will be quiet when someone clings to my |
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and i'll be perfect in my own way |
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when you cry i'll be there |
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i'll sing to you and comb your hair |
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all your troubles i will share |
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for apron strings |
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can be used for other things |
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than what they're meant for |
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and you'd be happy wrapped in my |
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