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There is no deity there |
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It's your eyes filled with fears |
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That taught the clouds to release their tears |
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You taught the skies how to cry |
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When I run my hand thro' your hair |
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There is never science or sin |
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It was the touch of your skin |
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That teaches my body to breathe |
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There is never science or sin |
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It was the touch of your skin |
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That teaches my body to breathe... |
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You taught the night to be dark |
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When you left my place |
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You made up dancing light |
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When you lifted your face |
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You placed me in this city |
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To punish me |
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You taught the sky how to cry |
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How to cry |
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You made the earth to spin |
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And spin out of control |
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Each time we make love |
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You invent depth and soul |
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Each time my arms surround you |
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You create the idea of calm |
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You taught the skies to cry |
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Each time my arms surround you |
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You taught the sky to cry |
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There is no deity there |
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It's your eyes filled with fears |
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You taught the sky how to cry |
