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My heart is not lonely or broken |
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It's not of ice or of gold |
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Nor has my heart ever spoken |
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To me when a love has grown cold |
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I felt not the faintest flatter |
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When you brushed my cheek as you passed |
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Nor will I willingly clutter |
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My life with these thing that don't last |
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(chorus) |
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Be still my heart |
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My heart be still |
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Be still my heart |
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My heart be still |
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If our eyes should meet then so be it |
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No need to trouble the heart |
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That is hidden where no one can free it |
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Only to tear it apart |
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(chorus) |
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Be still my heart (my heart be still) |
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My heart be still |
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Be still my heart |
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My heart be still |
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Beware, beware |
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(be still my heart) |
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to care, to care |
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(be still my heart) |
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beware, beware |
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(be still my heart ) |
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to care, to care |
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(my heart be still) |
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beware, beware |
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(be still my heart) |
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My heart |
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Be still my heart |
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My heart be still |
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Be still my heart (my heart) |
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My heart be still |
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Be still my heart |
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My heart be still |
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My heart |
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Be still |
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My heart |
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Be still |
