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How long since I've spent a whole night in a twin bed with a stranger? |
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His warm arms all around me |
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How long since I've gazed in the dark eyes that melted my soul down |
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To a place where it longs to be? |
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All of your history has little to do with your face |
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You're mainly a mystery with violins filling in space |
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You stood in the nude by the mirror and picked out a rose |
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From the bouquet in our hotel |
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And lay down beside me again and I watched the rose |
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On the pillow as it fell |
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I sank and I slept in a twilight with only one care |
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To know that when day broke and I woke that you'd still be there |
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You'd still be there |
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The hours for once they passed slowly, unendingly by |
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Like a sweet breeze on a field |
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Your gentleness came down upon me and I guess I thanked you |
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When you caused me to yield |
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We spoke not a sentence, took not a footstep beyond |
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Our two days together which seemingly soon would be gone |
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Soon would be gone |
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Don't tell me of love everlasting and other sad dreams |
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I don't want to hear |
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Just tell me of passionate strangers who rescue each other |
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From a lifetime of cares |
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'Cause if love means forever expecting nothing returned |
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Then I hope I'll be given another whole lifetime to learn |
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'Cause you gave to me oh so many things it makes me wonder |
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How they could belong to me |
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And I gave you only my dark eyes which melted your soul down |
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To the place where it longs to be |