| And I thought just this once
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| And I thought just this one time
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| I wouldn’t need to tell you what’s wrong
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| And we could just sleep the whole night through
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| And that’s when you looked me the whole night (in the eyes)
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| And that’s when you looked me in the eyes
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| And whispered, «Can I touch you?»
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| And looking at my hands
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| So delicately
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| And did you think
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| That I was feeling better
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| Because my clothes were tighter
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| And my sleeves, they cover my hands?
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| And it said
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| And it said the language
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| Every time that you fall it gets a little
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| A little harder to get up, to get up again
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| Flipping through the record bins
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| It is all a little too obscure
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| And I’m just looking for something a little more familiar
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| And I’m just looking for something a little more familiar
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| And I’m just looking for something closer to my heart
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| I thought you left these feelings behind
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| The doctors said there was nothing left to lose
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| And as the curtains raged in the background
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| All I wanted was for you to know
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| That you’re beautiful to me
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| That you are beautiful to me
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| You’re beautiful to me
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| You’re beautiful to me
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| You’re beautiful
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| You’re beautiful
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| You’re beautiful to me |