he knows what i think about
and what i whink about
one love, two mouths
one love, one house
no shirt, no blouse
just us, you find out
nothing that i wouldn't wanna tell you about
cause it's too cold
for you here and now
so let me hold
both your hands in the holes of my sweater
and if i may just take your breath away
i don't mind if there's not much to say
sometimes the silence guides our minds
so move to a place so far away
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