| Well, you keep coming up to me
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| You keep saying that it’s up to me
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| You ain’t nothing but a true embrace
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| You ain’t nothing but a hidden face
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| And you’re looking fair enough to me
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| You just see what you want to see
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| I want to know if you really care
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| I want to take you way down there
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| And stand in the rain and get you wet
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| You say you love me but not quite yet
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| I want to go out there to an open space
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| Those tears to cry and show your face
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| Oh, I’m so soaked to the skin
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| Yeah, I’m so soaked to the skin
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| You want to talk about the weather
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| Saturation is a point
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| There’s nothing left you know
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| Nowhere left for me to hide
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| Nothing left but still alive
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| To face it all and here today
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| There’s nothing left in you and me
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| And I can’t show you this inside
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| If all you want to do is hide
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| I want to take you out and get you wet
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| You say you love me but not quite yet
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| I want to go out there to a sheltered place
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| Those tears to cry and show your face
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| Oh I’m so soaked to the skin
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| Yeah, I’m so soaked to the skin
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| You want to talk about the weather
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| Sheltered from tomorrow
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| As though it may never come
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| You hide behind a wall of stone
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| And then you feel you’re not alone
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| So face it all, it’s here today
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| You love me in your sheltered way
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| And I can’t hold you in my hands
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| And talk about these hidden charms
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| I want to take them
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| Take them
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| Take them
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| Take them
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| Take…
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| You want to talk about the weather
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| Oh, I’m so soaked to the skin
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| Yeah, I’m so soaked to the skin
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| You want to talk about the weather |