| We both lacked love
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| We were alone in something new
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| With a past from which we had both moved
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| I had sewn them again sr
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| With the thread of time and nl
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| Took it day by day did not set up n ml
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| I had been fed up with the wind that showed the way for the year
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| I took care of those obstacles whose fingers struck me in the hair
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| Which was s no
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| So close to pulling me inside against the wall
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| Where d I continued to fight
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| And took me out through the rain
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| And stood there alone
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| Far from an embrace that could give me that closeness
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| As only love can
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| But I he not far from I saw your eyes
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| Which was so innocently beautiful and sat inside me in flames
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| And questions set my heart
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| I really wanted to know
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| What can a nglalik creation creature be called
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| You are looking for love in nn
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| Know I did the same
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| That was why we could be drawn to each other alone
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| Ref.
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| You and I had a nice time
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| But you
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| I know I can handle it
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| To take me through this path
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| Fr nu
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| It feels like all my longing has run out
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| Has burned out
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| Ended
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| Everything we saw was so beautiful
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| And everything around us was enchanted by happiness
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| Buried sorrows in love
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| Among all the joy we adorned
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| With all the heat
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| Which warmed us when winter stood there by the threshold
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| The care in the stone
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| Love was in the breast
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| As the colors of autumn, we complement the other
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| Had the same view on things
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| You were the woman I was the man
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| Before that love was our love though time was short
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| I had known you for a month when everything else came up
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| And as a rap of a whip whisper the future in rats
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| So our time was almost over there was nothing to do
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| So I saw you
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| And you say to me
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| I took your hand and said the old woman
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| It will work out
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| But both knew that was not the case
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| And then one day we stood there silent
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| Hold each other in the hall
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| And all the memories who knows
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| Maybe we should have closed our eyes
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| And never made contact but then forever had to wonder
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| What it would be like to love you.
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| Ref.
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| Stick. |
| 2x
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| Where is our song that I hum on
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| Where are the memories I think of
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| In the everyday life where you are no longer
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| Where are the scents I smell?
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| Where are the feelings that affect me?
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| In the lives I live without nn nra |