| What a pretty mystery you
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| You suddenly turned out to be
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| I’ve never held you gently
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| But I want to Well, I’ll watch your friends come through the door
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| And I slide my feet across the floor
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| There are things I might ask
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| I don’t need to Can’t you tell I’m telling you
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| That I want to Understand you, oh Well, I’m sofa sitting, compromising
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| Thoughts on what I’m realizing
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| Ask me what I’m thinking
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| It’s hard to say cause the way I’m reeling
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| It could be most anything
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| To do with you
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| Well, can’t you tell I’m telling you
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| That I want to Understand you, oh Some things can remain unsaid, now
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| You don’t have to share your bed with me It’s a gentle thing we’re making
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| Got the time for stronger weather
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| Until we get to know us better
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| We’ll remain suspended
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| Can’t you tell I’m telling you
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| That I want to Understand you, oh Can’t you tell I’m telling you
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| That I want to Say I love you |