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He comes to me and sets my thoughts astray |
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He comes to chase the midnight blues away |
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He's sweet to taste and strong to touch |
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And with his second sight |
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He steals away the lonesomeness of night |
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It seems that heaven's looked on me and smiled |
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It sent the sun in place of candlelight |
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Tumbled out my wildest dreams |
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Tossed away my worst |
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Has heaven sent a blessing or a curse |
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He talks to me, but nothing does he tell |
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He talks, but keeps his secret safe and well |
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Still i cannot help but reach for him |
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With these helpless hands of mine |
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So i hug him close and pray to god he's mine |
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He comes to me and sets my thoughts astray |
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He comes to chase the midnight blues away |
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He's sweet to taste and strong to touch |
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I find myself inclined |
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To hug him close and pray to god he's kind |
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I hug him close and pray to god he's kind |
