| I exhale
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| And you breathe me in
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| Holding in between your hands my sins
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| And what lies dark and ancient within
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| Brews, and waits to be unleashed
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| See its lightning when our eyes meet
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| Thunder when i hear you speak
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| Within me your stir more than butterflies
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| An entire jungle comes to life
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| So trace the outline of my thighs
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| But first, only with your eyes
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| I need to know
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| I need to know, i need to know
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| Can you trace the witchery that runs through my veins
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| The same magic that had be burnt at the stake
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| That generations upon generations of men tried to
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| But could not tame
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| And could you slowly, gently
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| Whisper my name
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| Until the syllables themselves became your breaths
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| Until the syllables themselves became your breaths
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| Lover, take your time
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| And take me there
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| You know just what i like
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| Your hips grind a line
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| Through my mind
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| Serenading the divine
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| Darling we could fall
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| All night
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| So lover, take your time
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| And once i arrive
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| I alight, light as a feather
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| Clinging to reality
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| By nothing more than a tether
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| And i, i will open my eyes
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| And i, i will gracefully glide
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| To the mirror, just to see that
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| The lover i have always needed
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| Was me |