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Shall I take to to the threshold of ecsasty,
While holding your hand
Shall I promise the world,
with dreams in the plan
Shall I give you the hope,
that makes you feel real,
While exuding love,
you heart for to steal?
Shall I hold in my hand,
All that you crave
as you draw in closer,
as though you are saved?
Shall I do all these things,
and as you get near,
give you the thing,
that you really fear?
Pull it all back,
without a trace,
as I watch you,
fall flat on your face?
Is this waht you want,
is this what you need?
Is this what your yearning,
is this where you feed?
If I hold out my hand,
then pull it away,
will you love me then,
to me you might say,
come back to me,
for now I do see,
the man that I want,
the one thats for me
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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