| If our love is all that we have, caught up the sleeve
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| And if I choose, if I choose, the love that we share, would it be here
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| Keep coming to me, keep coming to me, I’ll set you free
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| And if our love is to keep, if our love is the key, it’s caught up my sleeve
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| All the love, all is love, so wipe out my heart, if you want to see
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| And if I call, if I call, would you be the one, the one that I seek
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| Keep coming to me, keep coming to me, I’ll set you free
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| And if our love is to keep, if our love is the key, it’s caught up my sleeve
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| Or so it’s said, that the world of ours all lies in dreams
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| You got to keep them, out of reach for some
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| I wouldn’t like to be the one, the one that you have hurt
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| So all appear to be as you see here
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| One too many, too many choices I have here
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| You’ve got to choose from the top of your head
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| I have one too many, too many reasons to be here
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| And that’s what keeps me, so let it be
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| There are so many people and so much fuzz around us
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| They keep crashing, into a situation
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| And so they say, that the world of ours all lies in dreams
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| We got to keep them, real |