My love, will you take my hand and run
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My love, can't you see that we have just begun
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When she walks into a room, the whole world freezes
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To watch her spin just like the wind above the ground
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She won't break into you heart, she just eases
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Without a sound...
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My love is deeper than the darkness of my soul
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And my love has the habit of forgetting to let go
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And the crowd was pressing inlike perfect strangers
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That was the day I felt her hand slip out of mine
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She looked at me and I don't think she even wavered
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As she waved goodbye...
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She did not cry...
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But she waved goodbye...
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My love, why did you take my heart and run
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My love, can't you see that we had just begun
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My Love
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Bebo Norman |