Creeping through your bedroom door
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Just after all the lights go out
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Feeling the warmth of your body
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And the sweetness of your mouth
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Set the alarm again for 5 am
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Uneasy sleep will soon be following
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Creeping back to my own bed again
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I will see you in our uneasy morning
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Chorus
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Learning how to love
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Learning how to love
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Learning how to love
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Learn how to love
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Sitting down at breakfast time
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A silence always fills the air
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Many things that should be said
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Are ending in a vacant stare
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And they know just what is going on
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But make us feel like we are criminals
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Our only wish is learning how to love
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Just a small word would make us feel it's natural
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Set the alarm again for 5 am
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Uneasy sleep will soon be following
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Creeping back to my own bed again
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I will see you in our uneasy morning
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LEARNING HOW TO LOVE
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| Howard Jones |
