| How long since I’ve spent a whole night in a twin bed with a stranger
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| His warm arms all around me?
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| How long since I’ve gazed into dark eyes that melted my soul down
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| To a place where it longs to be?
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| All of your history has little to do with your face
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| You’re mainly a mystery with violins filling in space
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| You stood in the nude by the mirror and picked out a rose
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| From the bouquet in our hotel
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| And lay down beside me again and I watched the rose
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| On the pillow where it fell
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| I sank and I slept in a twilight with only one care
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| To know that when day broke and I woke that you’d still be there
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| The hours for once they passed slowly, unendingly by Like a sweet breeze on a field
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| Your gentleness came down upon me and I guess I thanked you
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| When you caused me to yield
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| We spoke not a sentence and took not a footstep beyond
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| Our two days together which seemingly soon would be gone
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| Don’t tell me of love everlasting and other sad dreams
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| I don’t want to hear
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| Just tell me of passionate strangers who rescue each other
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| From a lifetime of cares
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| Because if love means forever, expecting nothing returned
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| Then I hope I’ll be given another whole lifetime to learn
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| Because you gave to me oh so many things it makes me wonder
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| How they could belong to me And I gave you only my dark eyes that melted your soul down
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| To a place where it longs to be |