| Love is all cards to be deciphered
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| And long nights and days to learn
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| If I had a pen I would write to you
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| If I had more imagination I would draw you
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| On sheets of crystal to be shattered
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| And woe betide you if you had a knife to cut
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| But if I had more judgment I wouldn't deny it
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| That if I had a home I would receive you
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| That if it rained I would shelter you
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| That if it cast a shadow I would hide you
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| If I were a real traveler I would have already met you
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| And at each new intersection greeted a thousand times
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| If I were a keeper I would look at you
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| If I were a hunter I would not hunt you
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| If I were a priest like a prayer
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| With my tongue between my teeth I would pronounce you
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| If I were a priest like a secret psalm
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| With my hands over my mouth I would sing to you
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| If I had better arms I would force you
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| If I had better lips I would beat you down
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| If I had a good mouth I would talk to you
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| If I had good words I would stop you
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| At a street corner I would stop you
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| I would nail you to any cross
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| And instead like a thief like a murderer
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| I come during the day to approach your path
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| To steal your step, step and figure
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| And love them at night when sleep lasts
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| And love you for hours, hours, hours
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| And kill you at the dawn of another love
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| And love you for hours, hours, hours
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| And kill you at the dawn of another love
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| Because love is cards to be deciphered
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| And long nights and days to calculate
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| If love is all signs to be guessed
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| Forgive
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| If I haven't had time to learn
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| If I haven't had the time
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| To learn |