Here, too, have to have been to care for ya'
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Only no-one to love missed his friend
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Pitch the baby should be their murmur
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Slip me home as we seal us in
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You and that land which one dresh(?) are leaving
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Hold me onto a mess a plenty
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Me and that land should grow, end to a hard part
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Meant a Christmas that's me and a friend
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I only want to love you
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I only want to love you
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[x2]
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Here, too, have to have been to care for me
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I only want to love you
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[x2]
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I'm heart, and in space the plane
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On fill our hearts' ascension(inside you)
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It's heft driven since the urge
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To sell the place isn't very, very, very big
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[x2]
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I'm heart, and in space the plane
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On fill our hearts' ascension
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(I only want to love you)
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It's heft driven since the urge
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To sell the place isn't very, very, very big
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[x2]
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Pitch The Baby
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| Cocteau Twins |
