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You could like to hold me tight
I could learn to love you You could like to hear my silence I could learn to treasure the hours Babe don’t you want to hear whatever I have to say Don’t you want to see whatever I want to show? I want to be so loved that death couldn’t find me I want to love so much that time couldn’t stop me I don’t care if it takes some time I don’t mind if it hurts me You could try it’s so near it gets by Or you could lie or hate me I want to be so closed to you when you need me I want to share with you all I feel in my heart… I want to be so loved that death couldn’t find me I want to love so much that time couldn’t stop me And you could like...
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