| When you’re quiet, but your eyes
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| Are saying everything I need to know
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| I want to burrow like a sparrow
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| Dodging alley cats and whiskers
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| Why do we talk in whispers?
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| Is it painful hearing voices ring
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| So early in the morning?
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| I’ve been waiting for the day
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| When I can throw away these numbers
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| That line my dresser drawers and cupboards
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| Start me over
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| Life seems so much slower
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| With your toothbrush by the mirror
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| Can I make it any clearer?
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| And I just might say it tonight
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| I just might say it tonight
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| And I just might tell you tonight
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| That I love you
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| And you should stay all my life
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| They’ll tell you that you’ll maybe make it
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| If you just cut your clothes and change your hair
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| But I won’t fuss and moan
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| 'bout what you wear
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| I feel so much better
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| When I read your dirty letters
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| Just wear your sweaters in the winter
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| 'Cause I wouldn’t want you to get cold
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| I hope that we’re together when we’re old
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| I would have sold all my possessions
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| Never took piano lessons
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| But baby you’re a grand
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| And I will learn to play the good notes
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| And tune you up the best I can
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| And I just might say it tonight
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| I just might say it tonight
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| I just might tell you tonight
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| That I love you
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| And you should stay all my life |