Swimming in the Blankets
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When you reach for me
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in the wee hours of
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the morning
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that is when i truly
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understand what the word
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"tenderness" means
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Caught somewhere between
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consciousness and sleep
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when you reach for me
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you are so free
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so vulnerable
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i love swimming in the blankets with you
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no time to analyze the situation
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no time to think about the pros and cons
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no contrivance
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just understand what you want
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what you need
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you just want to be close to me
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Want to feel the softness
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the warmth
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the intimacy
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i love swimming in the blankets with you
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my heart fills with JOY
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when you reach for me
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in the wee hours of the morning
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SO spontaneously
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so naturally
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without thinking about the consequences
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SO spontaneously
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so naturally
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without thinking about the consequences
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because you feel safe with me
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because you feel safe with me
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soft kisses
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tender caresses
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loving whispers
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fiery emotions
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caught somewhere between consciousness and sleep
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in the wee hours of the morning
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i love swimming in the blankets with you
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on a crisp night
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with the window slightly ajar
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the curtains swaying ever so gently
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the moonbeams reflecting
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off the windowpane
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in the still of the night
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No noise to distract
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No noise to stifle
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what i feel in my heart
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when you reach for me
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in the still of the night
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Blankets fall to the floor as we embrace
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and express
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what is in our hearts
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i love swimming in the blankets with you
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isobel
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Swimming In The Blankets
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David Gray |