You speak to me through a broken window
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You are alive in an old oak tree
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You hold me close when the winter wind blows
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I hear your footsteps on the street
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I feel your prsence in the early mornin'
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I dream of you in the darkest nite
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You call to me without a warning
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I see your face in the fires lite
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This kind of love you cannot hold
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This kind of love it has no shame
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This kind of love is never old
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This kind of love you cannot hold
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This kind of love you cannot tame
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You found a way through all my secrets
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And made my proud defences fall
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This kind of love it has no distance
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This kind of love it knows no walls
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This kind of love you cannot hold
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This kind of love it has no shame
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This kind of love is never old
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This kind of love you cannot hold
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This kind of love you cannot tame
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Repeat:
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This kind of love is without blame
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This Kind Of Love
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| Bill Miller |