| You’re not a ship to carry my life
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| You are nailed to my love in many lonely nights
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| I’ve strayed from the cottages and found myself here
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| For I need your love your love protects my fears
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| And I wonder sometimes and I know I’m unkind
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| But I need you to turn to when I act so blind
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| And I need you to turn to when I lose control
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| You’re my guardian angel who keeps out the cold
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| Did you paint your smile on, well I said I knew
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| That my reason for living was for loving you
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| We’re related in feeling but you’re high above
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| You’re pure and you’re gentle with the grace of a dove |