| You cool your bedwarm hands down
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| On the broken radiator
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| When you lay them freezing on me
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| I mumble can you wake me later
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| But I don’t really want you to stop
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| And you know it so it doesn’t stop you
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| You run your hands from my neck
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| To my chest
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| Crack the shutters open wide
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| I want to bathe you in the light of day
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| And just watch you as the rays
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| Tangle up around your face and body
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| I could sit for hours
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| Finding new ways to be awed each minute
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| 'Cause the daylight seems to want you
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| Just as much as I want you
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| It’s been minutes it’s been days
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| It’s been all I will remember
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| Happy lost in your hair
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| And the cold side of the pillow
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| Your hills and valleys
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| Are mapped by my intrepid fingers
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| And in a naked slumber
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| I dream all this again
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| Crack the shutters open wide
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| I want to bathe you in the light of day
|
| And just watch you as the rays
|
| Tangle up around your face and body
|
| I could sit for hours
|
| Finding new ways to be awed each minute
|
| 'Cause the daylight seems to want you
|
| Just as much as I want you
|
| Crack the shutters open wide
|
| I want to bathe you in the light of day
|
| And just watch you as the rays
|
| Tangle up around your face and body
|
| I could sit for hours
|
| Finding new ways to be awed each minute
|
| 'Cause the daylight seems to want you
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| Just as much as I want you |