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her lips are soft like a clementine's taste
and i'm the snow we walk on
push it around, stay on the ground

it's a soft embrace of our hearts in the wind
january has the feel of getting old
let us stay here, i have no fear

her eyes are big like my heart in a fight
and i'm the tree we stand under
i can just stare, i'm unaware

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i want to live your day, well, i want to hear you say
that you love me cos' you love me
but don't say that i'm the one if i'm not
don't say that i'm the one, i know i'm not
and i care not

you've got a face that can turn this ugly place
into something delicate, into something nice
i want to watch you move, well, i want to prove
that i could be the one, but i'm not
don't say that i'm the one, cos' i'm not
and i care not