| Not so long ago
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| We both felt love became a word
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| No more than that
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| With sex that felt like wings without a bird
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| The only thing that we both love
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| Is in the cradle that we rock
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| Six hands, six feeth, but just one beat
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| The ticking of the clock
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| I always heard I could get hurt
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| I knew that from the start
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| Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck
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| But please don’t break my heart
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| Solid woods will rot if you
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| Don’t keep it from the rain
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| We were surprised when we found out
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| That love feels just like pain
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| I always heard I could get hurt
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| I knew that from the start
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| Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck
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| But please don’t break my heart
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| Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck
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| But please don’t break my heart |