I once knew the warmth of your heart,
Imagined the caress of your fingertips
I once thought that I could be yours,
The love of your life
I once loved you, not a crowd loves a harlot,
But as a puzzle loves its missing piece
Imagined the caress of your fingertips
I once thought that I could be yours,
The love of your life
I once loved you, not a crowd loves a harlot,
But as a puzzle loves its missing piece
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