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Without your touch I've been lost without the things I love |
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Without your kiss I've been dreaming of the things I miss |
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Your eyes, your mouth, your face, your touch |
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Your eyes, your mouth, your lips, your touch |
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Who am I meant to tell |
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Of what will be well no one knows |
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Who am I meant to tell |
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What will be well let it be |
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Without your kiss I've been dreaming of the things I miss |
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Like your eyes, your mouth, your kiss, your touch |
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Your eyes, your mouth, your face |
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Who am I meant to tell |
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What will be well no one knows |
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And who am I meant to tell |
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What will be well let it be |
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Still, I need to know |
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What time itself will really show |
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And I said, "Still, I need to know |
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What time itself will really show" |
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Well I said, "Who am I meant to tell |
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What will be well no one knows |
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And who am I meant to tell |
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What will be well let it be" |
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And who am I meant to tell |
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What will be well no one knows |
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And who am I meant to tell |
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What will be well let it be |
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Just let it be |
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Well let it be |
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Just let it be |
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Your face |
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Your touch |
