Youre so wonderful with that glowing light Your moonlit smile and those deep green eyes You cut your hair under the kitchen light And I dried you off after your bath that night This thing we have, no one can grasp at all Like bottling smoke or that voice in the hall So here we are, and these trees may fall But Ill have you and youll have my lull You cut your hair under the kitchen light And I dried you off after your bath that night
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