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Fingers slowing, Pile growing, Desk overflowing
It’s that shiny sink again / Washing up is such a pain…................
I cannot just stop thinking about you I cannot just forget your touch I cannot just forget the things you said That used to mean so much it’s no use I cannot just suddenly st…
She is betrayed That special smile Those tender words are no longer hers Now she knows He has strayed
I hear the faint call / of the morning chorus / So I dress quickly / And creep downstairs / The morning mist / Hangs in the air
Your strong arms embrace me In your eyes there’s passion I see