| When you are mine
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| Jesus Christ will walk on water with our blessings
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| The bells will chime!
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| Venus de Milo will grow a couple of wings
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| And pose for photos with an arm around each of us
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| When you are mine
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| It will be agreed without saying a thing
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| That the world can stand in line for the privilege
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| Of kissing our feet
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| When you are mine
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| Time will stand on its head
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| Will sit on its hands
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| Original sin will be revised
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| To include hearts two sizes too large
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| I made a master leap and caught the arrows
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| People tried to shoot over our heads
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| I throw them javelin style back at him
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| Hit him right between the eyes
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| And he realized that he should have aimed instead
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| At our unmade bed
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| At our unmade bed
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| When will you be mine?
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| Let’s set a date
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| Tell all our friends and relations
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| That the time for bashful lashes
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| Is now officially in the past
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| I signed the cast on your broken heart
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| And it will mend, speedily fast
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| When you are mine
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| When I bow, and your curtsy to me
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| The world will know the beauty of two hearts
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| Skipping every other beat |
| When you are mine (repeated)
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| When you are mine
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| I will be yours
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| We’ll mix up all the drawers, all the dressers confused
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| And we’ll wear each others' clothes
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| No one will be sure to know
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| Which ones were stupid
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| Or whose grandparents are sexy m.f.-ers in the south of France
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| When you are mine
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| When you are
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| When you are
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| What are your intentions with this heart two sizes too large?
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| Are you gonna catapult over the garden wall
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| And plant the seeds of
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| Our forever being yours, being mine, being yours |