| If they wrapped our love into a story
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| Chapter one would go a bit like this
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| I met you in a restaurant without warning
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| And you let me taste the smile on your lips
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| I remember the first time I said 'I love you'
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| Your cheeks were kinda rosy from the cold
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| I knew right then that you and I would have more pages left to write
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| About the joys of love and getting old
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| And as the days go by, I’m drawn to you
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| In every page I find, there’s something new
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| I’m gonna take my time, holding you
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| Ya, I’m gonna take my time, holding you
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| Ooooooh
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| Ya, I’m gonna take my time, holding you
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| I remember coffees in the morning
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| With you across from me they always taste the best
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| I learned from you that love is in the details
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| And it’s what keeps this simple heartbeat in my chest
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| And as the days go by, I’m drawn to you
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| In every page I find, there’s something new
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| I’m gonna take my time, holding you
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| Ya, I’m gonna take my time, holding you
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| Ooooooh
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| Ya, I’m gonna take my time, holding you
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| I’m gonna take my time
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| I’m gonna take my time
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| I’m gonna take my time
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| I’m gonna take my time
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| I’m gonna take my time just holding you
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| I’m gonna take my time just holding you
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| I’m gonna take my time just holding you
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| I’m gonna take my time just holding you |