Last night I thought I saw you, brown hair, the way that you move
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I need to know if it's you, that's when I saw your face
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It always took me away to a place I should have stayed
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I think about the word, yes, as I move to talk to you
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'Cause every time I hold you, I'll be waiting for you
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Try to pull away from what I truly thought was love
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Maybe it's a sickness preying on my weakness
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All I really need is just another minute in your touch
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Ooh, in your touch
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Last night I thought I saw you, black jeans, faded tattoos
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That's when I knew it was you so don't go taking me back
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To a place I'd rather forget when I was yours and you were mine
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I know, baby, that your heart's not gonna do the right thing
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'Cause every time I hold you, I'll be waiting for you
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Try to pull away from what I truly thought was love
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Maybe it's a sickness preying on my weakness
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All I really need is just another minute in your touch
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Ooh, in your touch
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In your touch, your touch, your touch
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And I don't wanna fall for, fall for you again
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You had me once before, why couldn't you just love me then?
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'Cause now I'm feeling torn but I just want more
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Is this just the end of a love worth fighting for?
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'Cause every time I hold you, I'll be waiting for you
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Try to pull away from what I truly thought was love
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Maybe it's a sickness preying on my weakness
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All I really need is just another minute in your touch
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Ooh, in your touch
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In Your Touch
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| Fefe Dobson |
