From the darkest part of a loneliness of a torn and troubled man,
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comes a desperate need to own you, in every way I can,
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for while you were gently growing up in this green and pleasant land,
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I'd already by then forsaken myself, I was setting up my sham,
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I'd describe myself as a wanderer, but you know that's not what I am,
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and if you stand beside me we'll go lower than I planned,
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because all my life I'm thinking of you.
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I'm thinking of you all the time,
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I'm thinking of you when I go out,
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I'm thinking of you with all my heart,
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I'm thinking of you without your clothes,
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I'm thinking of you and when you're dressed up,
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I'm thinking of you with your legs crossed,
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I'm thinking of you and when they are not, I think of you too
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I'm thinking of you, always thinking of you, when I lay down,
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I'm thinking of you as I go to sleep,
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I'm thinking of you all through the night,
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I'm thinking of you and your lovely body and just being with you,
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I want to look at you every night,
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and hold and caress you through the night,
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because no matter what I do,
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I'm thinking of you, always thinking of you,
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So open your heart and let me come through,
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and in all of our life baby I'll be thinking of you,
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So open your heart and let me come through,
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and in all of our life I'll be thinking of you, nobody but you,
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I can't stop
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come on home
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Come on back to me.
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I'm Thinking Of You
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| Dexys |
