| While you’re lying asleep
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| You’re painting a picture
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| That I’ll always keep in my mind
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| Stay with that dream
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| Good ones are hard to find
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| The warmth of your hand
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| Your breath on my skin
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| And the rise and the fall of your breast
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| Takes me away
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| It puts all my troubles to rest
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| There are so many things I should tell you
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| But a man doesn’t know how
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| There’s an ache and it’s breakin' me open
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| But I don’t wanna wake you right now
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| I don’t want to wake you right now
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| For what I’m feeling no words would be any good anyhow
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| You just might be dreaming of me
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| And since that’s just where I want to be
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| I don’t want to wake you
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| I don’t want to wake you right now
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| If I had my way I’d gather my wishes
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| And whisper them all in your ear
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| I never knew heaven could be so near
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| There are so many things I should tell you
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| But a man doesn’t know how
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| There’s an ache and it’s breakin' me open
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| But I don’t wanna wake you right now
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| I don’t want to wake you right now
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| For what I’m feeling no words would be any good anyhow
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| You just might be dreaming of me
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| And since that’s just where I want to be
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| I don’t want to wake you
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| I don’t want to wake you right now |