my heart is not lonely or broken
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is not of ice or of gold
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nor has my heart ever spoken
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to me when a love has grown cold
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i felt not the faintest flutter
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when you brushed my cheek as you passed
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nor will i willingly clutter
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my life with these things that don't last
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be still my heart, my heart be still
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be still my heart, my heart be still
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if our eyes should meet then so be it
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no need to trouble a heart
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that's hidden when no one can free it
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only to tear it apart
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be still my heart, my heart be still
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be still my heart, my heart be still
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beware, beware
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take care, take care
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There's Always A First Time
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| Silje Nergaard |
