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Handfuls of these
Say it doesn't matter
A night of bad dreams
And you never slept better
Tumble to me
An ocean overflowing
Bedfuls of thee
A heart slowly growing
You and me
Nightfuls of thee
A dawn in night's clothing
Treads so softy
That smile was made for knowing
Words fall from thee
Your eyes are overflowing
And though I am free
I know I'm never going to leave
