| I would love... to have been able to write you a beautiful song, one of those that fills the
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| soul of those that make you fly of those that when writing them let me see you dream
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| one of those that when listening to them let me see you cry…
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| "Pa" then tell you; |
| girl, don't cry to me beautiful, don't cry to me that not even your tears
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| they want to come out of your brown eyes that not even your tears want to come out of those
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| Eyes that are worth millions.
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| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa"
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| that you wear one on your skin every night, and in the light of the moon I would tell you that…
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| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa"
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| that you wear one on your skin every night, and under the moon it will tell you...
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| girl of my loves!
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| I don't know how to write beautiful songs for you, I don't get the damn lyrics though...
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| I look at your face little girl I realize. |
| that there are not more beautiful. |
| (two)
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| I will never… get to write you what you deserve, but I do think about it a lot
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| Sometimes, in my room alone... it's different precious! |
| let me try…
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| Your bright eyes. |
| my diamonds, your lips... the chocolate candy,
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| your hands… my guide to touch you, you, my friend, my faith, my lover.
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| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa"
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| that you wear one on your skin every night, and in the light of the moon I would tell you that…
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| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa"
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| that you wear one on your skin every night, and under the moon it will tell you...
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| girl of my loves!
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| I don't know how to write beautiful songs for you, I don't get the damn lyrics though...
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| I look at your face little girl I realize. |
| that there are not more beautiful. |
| (two) |