| You use to sooth me
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| You use to swear with
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| Heart crossed conviction
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| That you’d be there
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| Where are you now?
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| Well I’m good, one of a kind
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| But I would rather be two
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| And I still speak my mind
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| But I miss talking with you
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| And I could hem and haw
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| But I’ll just cut right through
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| I don’t need nothing, baby
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| Nothing but you
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| Well I lit a candle
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| It’s burning still
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| Most every night on
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| My window sill
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| Where are you now?
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| Well I’m good, one of a kind
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| But I would rather be two
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| And I still speak my mind
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| But I miss talking with you
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| And I could hem and haw
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| But I’ll just cut right through
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| I don’t need nothing, baby
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| Nothing but you
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| Weren’t we something back then?
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| Thick as thieves
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| Who would’ve ever thought that you and me
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| Would let forever come to use to be
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| Well I’m good, one of a kind
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| But I would rather be two
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| And I still speak my mind
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| But I miss talking with you
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| And I could hem and haw
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| But I’ll just cut right through
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| I don’t need nothing, baby
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| Nothing but you |