| Tip-toeing where you shine your light,
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| Stealing my heart into the night,
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| And springing it on me just when the time is right.
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| You told me about her and all the plans you’re making,
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| Lost in the woods with two crumbs for taking.
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| Now I don’t want to share
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| Your fingers through my hair.
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| But if you keep calling my name,
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| I’ll bury my head in the sand hoping you’ll stay.
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| Why cant you be different from the rest?
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| Oh, won’t you surprise me instead?
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| I’ve had it up to here,
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| Please just be my darling, my dear.
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| I knew it was hard for you to say
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| Quivering like a leaf as we lay.
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| I guess that I could share
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| Your fingers through my hair.
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| But if you keep calling her name,
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| I’ll bury my head in the sand hoping you’ll change.
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| Why can’t you be different from the rest?
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| Oh, won’t you surprise me instead?
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| I’ve had it up to here.
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| But, please just be my darling, my dear.
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| But, please just be my darling my dear. |