| The more I think about it, you
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| You filled my time, you
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| The reason that makes me happy
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| what more can i ask for
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| You
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| A thousand tender poems, you
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| Your best memory of you
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| you immerse me with your body in me
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| What else can I feel?
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| You
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| What I miss the most, you
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| My best gift
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| you in the hours
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| of eternal love
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| you when i speak
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| you when i dream
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| You at night, which brings the wind
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| All my verses and the more I think about it
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| you in the rain
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| drops of heaven
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| you on the shore
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| of my silence
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| You my tenderness, my companion
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| What I want most and the more I think about it
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| You
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| My naked song, you
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| My longing, my rage, you
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| The reason that makes me happy
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| What more can I ask for, you
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| All that fell, you
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| You my alphabet, you
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| You dive with your body into me
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| And what else can I feel, you
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| What I miss the most, you
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| My best gift
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| you in the hours
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| of eternal love
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| you when i speak
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| you when i dream
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| You my tenderness, my companion
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| What I want most and the more I think about it
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| You, always you and the more I think about it
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| And the more I think of you, the longer my time takes
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| You transit in my melodies, you give light to my thoughts
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| My smile my joy, my sorrows and my torments
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| That's you
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| And the more I think about it
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| The inspiration of my life, the reason for all my verses
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| You, my naked song, you, my longing, my fury
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| You, always you and the more I think about it |