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I don't know what goes on behind those eyes, you never show yourself
I wonder what you want or think, who is it that you love,i want -
On the long and lonely ride back home from the war he thought of all what happen,all the men he killed.On the long and lonely ride back home from the war he tho
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every time i touch you,its like heven, the warmth of you hands and the somthness of you face like silk
every hug you gave was like crismas all over agine becus -
Not knowing what to say, what to think,that one most importnet person is talking to you
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I never knew how it could how it would,
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