| Underneath the plaid and the power
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| You´re a man with hidden truths
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| And if I had the eyes
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| I would lower my sight
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| Into your roots
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| Don´t speak, don´t give it all away
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| I want to exist in your enigma
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| Concrete, and settled in a place
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| With white sheets and sunbeams
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| And lost keys
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| I´m for you to hold onto
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| It´s not that hard to love you
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| (to love you, to love you, oh)
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| Still buried in her residue
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| It´s not that hard to love you
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| (to love you, to love you, oh)
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| You´re the ground when I bend, oh
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| It´s not hard to love you when you talk sense
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| Baby we´r on the mend, oh
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| It´s not hard to love you whn the day ends
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| You´re the ground when i bend, oh
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| It´s not hard to love you when you talk sense
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| Baby we´re on the mend, oh
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| It´s not hard to love you when the day ends |