(R. Martin)
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They were searching
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In and out of city bars
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We were lucky
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Nobody had found us.
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In the back room
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You look like a holy man
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And I believe in
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Every word you're saying
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Without him she is empty.
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But with him she's unsure.
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Don't be afraid
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Of what you're feeling for me.
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Because this mess we've made
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Is only love.
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It's Only Love
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| Rebecca Martin |
