| Is it any wonder that I feel this way?
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| Is it any wonder that I still can’t stray?
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| Very far for long, baby, from your open arms
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| And your warm and tender charms
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| Is it any wonder that I’m laying here?
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| Is it any wonder that it’s all so clear?
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| It’s singin' like a stream, baby
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| When we’re back in touch
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| And the past doesn’t mean so much
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| Is it any wonder that I’m callin'
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| Callin' on your telephone again
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| And is it any wonder that I’m fallin'
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| Back to right where I’ve been
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| Is it any wonder that I’m callin'
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| Callin' on your telephone again
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| And is it any wonder that I’m fallin'
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| Back to right where I’ve been
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| Is it any wonder that it’s got to be?
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| Is it any wonder that it’s fine with me?
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| Everything I feel, baby, every time we kiss
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| Tells me I can’t run from this
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| Is it any wonder?
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| Is it any wonder?
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| Is it any wonder?
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| Is it any wonder?
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| Is it any wonder?
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| Is it any wonder?
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| Is it any wonder? |