| Central Park, right after dark
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| We are laughing, holding hands there in the grass
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| The summer sun, has just begun
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| To sing a lullabye to us, and it feels so good
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| You and me, we’ve got everything we need
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| I’m not seeking shelter from no God-forsaken storm
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| Just lay with me tonight and keep me warm
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| Freckles on your arms, I pretend they’re stars
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| And find new constellations right beneath my hands
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| I don’t know, where the next six months will go
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| But I’m sure sunrise tomorrow will be better than the one before
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| You and me, we’ve got everything we need
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| I’m not seeking shelter from no God-forsaken storm
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| Just lay with me tonight and keep me warm
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| Just lay with me tonight and keep me warm
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| I count my footsteps and the avenues as I get close to you; |
| yes, I do
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| I can’t ever seem to say quite what I really mean…
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| You’re beautiful and I’m not easy to please
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| So I will take the D train down from Harlem when you need me
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| You’re beautiful and I’m not easy to please
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| So I will take the D train down from Harlem when you need me
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| I’m not seeking shelter from no God-forsaken storm
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| Just lay with me tonight and keep me warm
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| Lay with me tonight and keep me warm
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| Won’t you lay with me tonight and keep me warm? |