| Well we were miles away from home
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| And your whistling tone would sooth my ear
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| And my old soul
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| With your arm wrapped under me
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| Preventing us from sleep
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| I whispered I’ll love you, for all time
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| Let’s talk about facts
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| The very best moment we have
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| Or times that we listen to all our fear
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| Are reminders of years that we had been without
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| Let’s ponder on that and what we have
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| Before I get carried away with myself
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| Sweat drips from quivered lips and tied tongues forgive what we have done
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| I will not forget this moment
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| While I’m happy that you’re not sad
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| I’m hard pressed to turn back
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| No emails or calls compare to lying in your arms
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| For the longest of time
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| I had wondered if I might
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| Recall the point at which love took control of us
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| Let’s talk about facts
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| The very best moment we have
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| Or times that we listen to all our fear
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| Are reminders of years that we had been without
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| Let’s ponder on that and what we have
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| Before I get carried away with myself
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| You care, just enough
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| It’s typical, now things are rough
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| You stump me with a smile, a turn, a gentle touch
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| I’m remorse to have thought we
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| Could ever have undone
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| Let’s talk about facts
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| The very best moment we have
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| Or times that we listen to all our fear
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| Are reminders of years that we had been without
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| Let’s ponder on that and what we have
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| Before I get carried away with myself |