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Take my hand and show me |
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Its that empty arms, |
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People ask me |
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Its the way he makes me smile |
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He makes me smile for no reason other than |
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All I want is to be held |
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Normal is such a lost word. |
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Impossible is a choice |
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When you decide to give up |
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Everytime we touch, |