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As a lonely girl I tucked myself, quietly into bed,
eager to dream something new. Now my eyes don’t close unless they get kissed. When did I come so close to you? As a lonely girl I would wear any color, white in the cold & black in summer. Now I make sure it’s the way you like. When did such things start making me bother? As a lonely girl I danced to the tune of raindrops, again and again. Now my feet won’t budge unless you’re there. When did I become so lame? As a lonely girl I would pray for hours, desperately searching for solace. Now I find that peace in your arms, I didn’t know it was such a magical place. As a lonely girl I needed someone, a candle in my life so dark. I always searched for a friend in you, but look what you’ve done to my heart. Now that you’ve come, never leave me; just make me your own, 'cause I fear my loneliness a lot; I don’t want to live alone.
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