| You, you shake your head, what is so hard to believe
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| When you, you are in your bed, I sing over you the sweetest things
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| Because oh, my love is does not tire, I’m awake when the moon is full
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| And I know the times when you feel lost and you just aren’t sure
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| And lo and behold
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| My love hasn’t grown cold for you
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| You could steal away in the middle of the night
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| And hide in the light of day
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| While you cloaked yourself in the darkest lies
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| But oh, my love, it swims in the deepest oceans of fear
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| And as soon as you lower your head, I, I am here
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| Lo and behold, my love hasn’t grown cold
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| Oh lo and behold, my love hasn’t grown cold
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| Yeah oh
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| If only you could see how heaven stills when you speak
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| I know all your days and I have wrapped you in mystery
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| And oh, my love for you is as wide as the galaxies
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| Just hold out your hand and close your eyes
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| And come, come be with me
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| And lo and behold, my love, oh yeah
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| Lo and behold, my love yeah, hasn’t grown cold for you
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| It hasn’t grown cold, oh it hasn’t grown cold |