Quick, act like you're asleep
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In the sun light, on a park bench underneath the maple tree
On the morning of a day only sent from heaven
I can see into your eyes but you're afraid to try
And boy, it's waving heavy on me
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Oh, the coffee, it's getting chilly and I need a coat
And you're so chivalrous you give me your own
Butterflies, you by my side morrows and true
Oh, things I fear but need from you
And if you need me with hunger, with a hope and with a dream
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Oh, our maple tree