| I found the street of the house in which you stay
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| And my diary’s full, every name on every page
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| 'Cause I read somewhere you’ll fall in love with me
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| I’ll try and try again one day, you’ll see
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| Your hair’s under my pillow so I sleep
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| And I’m dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet
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| I’m obsessed with you in a way I can’t believe
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| When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me? |
| (Me, me, me, me)
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| Do you wipe them just for me? |
| (Me, me, me, me)
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| I’m pleading on my knees (Knees, knees, knees, knees)
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| It’s your touch that I need (Need, need, need, need)
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| I followed you today, I was in my car
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| I wanted to come and see you from afar
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| If you turned around and saw me I would die
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| I pretend I was a person driving by
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| Wrote you a song, do you wanna hear it now?
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| Don’t bring your friends around to form a crowd
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| 'Cause I need to prove I wrote it just for you
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| What’s the need for them when it could be just us two? |
| (Two, two, two, two)
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| I’m obsessed with you in a way I can’t believe
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| When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me? |
| (Me, me, me, me)
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| Do you wipe them just for me? |
| (Me, me, me, me)
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| I’m pleading on my knees (Knees, knees, knees, knees)
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| It’s your touch that I need (Need, need, need, need)
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| (Just for you) |