In the rain, in the pouring sun
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I have hardly begun to celebrate you
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For a chance, for a thousand years
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I will fight just to steer a moment
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with you
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I'm so frightened, a heart's
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excitement
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I'll kiss you
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In a field, running through the trees
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Oh what can this be, ridiculous and
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new
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I'll retreat, then advance to the front
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Unafraid to be blunt, I'm taking you
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See my fire, I can't tire
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I'll kiss you to death
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If you even try to get away
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What's the time, a quarter-past none
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And infinity is long, waiting for you
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There you are, stepping out of a train
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Igniting the flame, this calamity
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that's you.
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Got you, keep you, prepared for you.
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Kiss You to Death
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| Marty Willson-Piper |
