| Your man’s here beside you
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| His arms they surround you
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| You can feel just what he’s thinking
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| You can feel him letting go
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| And you want to hold on
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| To the best thing you’ve ever had
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| But he’s a stone so he’s sinking
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| He’s the light you’ll never cast
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| The scent of your flower
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| Your memory is mine
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| Your breasts mark the hour
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| Your teeth taste the lie
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| Your intentions and good purpose
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| They live in your mouth
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| And your honey’s thick and golden
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| Your eyes are two blue clouds
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| And your pillow’s made of silk
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| And your lips crowned with salty dew
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| I can see the child reflected
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| In what you say and do
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| And nothing is certain
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| And little is true
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| But I came here to serve you
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| I came here to lose you
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| May these words now escape
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| May these words now take shape
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| May these words now come out
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| From your beautiful mouth
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| Just let go now
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| Just let go
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| Just let go now
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| Just let go
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| To remain is to fail
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| To let go is to choose
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| To stay is to fade away
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| To fight is to lose
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| Just let go now
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| Just let go
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| Just let go now
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| Just let go |