| You speak to me through a broken window
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| You are alive in an old oak tree
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| You hold me close when the winter wind blows
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| I hear your footsteps on the street
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| I feel your presence in the early mornin'
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| I dream of you in the darkest night
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| You call to me without a warning
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| I see your face in the fires light
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| This kind of love you cannot hold
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| This kind of love it has no shame
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| This kind of love is never old
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| This kind of love you cannot hold
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| This kind of love you cannot tame
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| You found a way through all my secrets
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| And made my proud defenses fall
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| This kind of love it knows no distance
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| This kind of love it knows no walls
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| This kind of love you cannot hold
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| This kind of love it has no shame
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| This kind of love is never old
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| This kind of love you cannot hold
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| This kind of love you cannot tame
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| This kind of love you cannot hold
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| This kind of love it has no shame
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| This kind of love is never old
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| This kind of love you cannot hold
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| This kind of love you cannot tame
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| This kind of love is without blame |