I'm talking to You, it's Your son
Father, I can't believe
So ask yourself this question
Is this how love is supposed
I see the way you look at me
As if to
I think about the day I met the perfect stranger
I
Sittin' here together
Baby, wer'e all alone
Now I can tell you
Girl
Could this be the very beginning, babe
Of a love so
It's your voice in my ear
It's your perfume in the
I'll give you all my heart all the time
Through the
They go round and round in circles
Out to find your
Where would I be without you?
Where would I be without
In the end
There can be only laughter
After the dance
Lies a
Brotha' man can I help you
Let me cut to the
The sun sends us another day
I wipe the frost from
I'm thinkin' 'bout you
And that don't ease the pain
But I
I get a rush when I brush up against your
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