| The more I touch you
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| The more I want your warm caress
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| The more I see you
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| Is more days I have of happiness
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| The more I kiss you
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| The more I thrill inside
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| And I want more and more and more of you
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| The more I hear your voice
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| The more loving that it sounds
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| The more I’m with you
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| The more I want to be around
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| The more that you hold me
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| The more secure that I feel
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| And I know more and more this love of ours is really real
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| We don’t have to say we’ll climb the highest mountain
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| We don’t have to say we’ll swim the deepest sea
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| 'Cause with a love like ours that’s really real, really real
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| We don’t have to lie about impossibilities
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| The more of the many pleasures darling that we share give me more happy memories
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| In the hours you cannot be here
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| The more I think of you
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| The more I don’t want to forget
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| And the more we we see each other
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| The more we’re like lovers that just met |