(Everything goes perfectly until Yentl
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feels herself falling in love with Avigdor)
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There's no chill and yet I shiver
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There's no flame and yet I burn
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I'm not sure what I'm afraid of
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And yet I'm trembling
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There's no storm yet I hear thunder.
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And I'm breathless, why I wonder?
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Weak one moment,
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Then the next I'm fine.
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I feel as if 1'm falling every time
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I close my eyes
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And flowing through my body
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Is a river of surprise.
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Feelings are awakening
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I hardly' recognize as mine!
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What are all these new sensations?
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What's the secret they reveal?
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I'm not sure I understand
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But I like the way I feel.
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Oh, why is it that every time
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I close my eyes he's there?
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The water shining on his skin,
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The sunlight in his hair?
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And all the while I'm thinking things
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That I can never share with him.
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I'm a bundle of confusion
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Yet it has a strange appeal.
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Did it all begin with him,
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And the way he makes me feel
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I like the way he makes me feel...
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The Way He Makes Me Feel
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| Barbra Streisand |
