Well maybe I hurt you sometimes, But let's contrast and compare Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there I guess that your truth, Is just the ghost of your lies...
Poor old Granddad, I laughed at all his words
I thought he was a bitter man
He spoke of women's ways
They'll trap you when they use you
Before you even now
For love is blind and you're far to kind
Don't ever let it show
... Tell me, what can I say?
What am I gonna do?
How should I feel when everything is you?
What kind of love is this that you're givin' me?
Is it in your kiss or just because you're sweet? ...
And even though you haven't taken me
To Paris or Rome
You're never gonna catch me saying
That you never take me anywhere
Because the place that you've been taking me to
Is way way closer to home
And I don't know where I'm going
But wherever it is
You take me there...
You Take
Me
There ~~
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