| Don’t tell me when
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| Something is beautiful
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| And don’t tell me how to Talk to my friends
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| Just tell me the names of The stars in the sky
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| What’s your favourite song
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| Tell me the names of the
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| Lovers you had
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| Before I came along
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| Don’t put your arms around me And don’t hold me tight
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| 'Cause I could get used to Your vision of paradise
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| And don’t ask me where
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| All of the pain goes
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| 'Cause you make me feel
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| That I don’t know myself
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| You say that you want me forever
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| And I say that love is no crime
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| So tell me the names of the children
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| We’ll have at the end of the line
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| So don’t put your arms around me And don’t hold me tight
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| 'Cause I could get used to Your vision of paradise
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| And don’t let me near the garden
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| Of earthly delights
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| 'Cause I could get used to Your vision of paradise
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| Of paradise
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| Of paradise
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| Just use your heart not your head
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| While I fall apart in my bed
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| I find myself aching for you
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| I feel myself breaking in two
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| So don’t tell me when I should
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| Come on home
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| There might be a time you don’t
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| Want me around
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| Don’t build your world around me And don’t hold me tight
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| 'Cause I could get used to Your vision of paradise |