| I can feel the waves of your gorgeous love
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| And it hurts to think that this is seen as wrong
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| I can take your pain, anything, to overcome our fear
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| And we’re strong, strong enough to prove it
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| I notice things about you as the morning kisses your eyes
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| How your face relaxes through the caress of night
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| How in the evening it’s tense and pulled features
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| And we know how easily we can smooth them
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| You turn to touch me to hold me fast
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| You turn to touch me to whisper your love
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| Here are the words of those who dared to speak
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| Of this open noisy big brilliant love
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| Which is all I have to give
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| I never knew that our need for love could be so strong
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| I’m not confessing, time disappears when we’re alone
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| I’m not ashamed of expressing the love I hold for you
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| It’s ultra-romantic, I fear everything that’s not you
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| I fell asleep, when I wake
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| You were staring at me in this draining orange London light |