| I try to make your world a better place
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| I’d smother you in kisses I’d give you outer space
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| But you’re terrified and it’s tearing me apart
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| I know the world’s a bitch don’t get me wrong
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| You’ve got to give the world the finger
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| You’ve got to sing a happy song
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| Making love’s by far the better part
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| And if you’ve got to believe in something make it us
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| 'Cause we’ve got love and devotion and trust
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| What we’ve got was strong right from the start
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| I know somebody must have gave you hell
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| Maybe you went running as the sky just sort of fell
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| Let me scoop you up and love you as you are
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart
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| Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart |