| I’ve seen love make strong men weak
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| Seen love’s wounds cut hard and deep
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| Love can lift you up
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| It can break you down
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| Swore it’d never make me a silly clown
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| Baby, there’s magic in your touch
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| And I’m not the kind that gives up much
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| My hands sweat and my knees knock
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| Like an addict
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| I can’t stop
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| Gonna open up my love for you
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| Oh, baby
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| Gonna open up
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| And let you see the real me
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| Gonna open up my love for you
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| Ooh, darling
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| Gonna open up
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| And let you see the real me
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| Cause I’m a stranger in your world
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
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| But familiar I’ve become
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| My heart’s been like a stone
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| This stone now has a heartbeat
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| My heart’s always been cold
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| But your love gave my heart heat
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| Baby, there’s magic in your touch
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| And I’m not the kind that gives up much
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| My hands sweat and my knees knock
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| Like an addict
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| I can’t stop
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| Gonna open up my love for you
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| Whoa, baby
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| Gonna open up
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| And let you see the real me
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| Gonna open up my love for you
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| Whoa, baby
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| Gonna open up
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| And let you see the real me
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| (Oh, baby, oh, darling)
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| Oh, baby
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| Oh, darling
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| Just for you
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| (Just for you)
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| Just for you
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| (Just for you)
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| Whoa, baby
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Baby, there’s magic in your touch
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| And I’m not the kind that gives up much
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| My hands sweat and my knees knock
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| Like an addict
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| I can’t stop
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| Gonna open up my love for you
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| Gonna open up
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| And let you see the real me
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| Gonna open up my love for you
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| I’m gonna open up for you
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| Gonna open up
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| And let you see the real me
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| (I'm gonna open up my love)
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| (And let you see what I’m made of)
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| Whoa, baby
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| (I'm gonna open up my love)
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| (And let you see what I’m made of)
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| I’m gonna open open up for now, now
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| Gonna open up my for you
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| Oh, baby |