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Do you want to?
Cause I do if you do
Let's jump in and not care what they think
Us, we aren't new
We've been through so much
And my love is true
Oh, my love, my
Saturday baby, the weekend
Brings an end to my weakness.
It’s never enough to see you
Too often I find myself lost to
The tune of longing, and we’ll say
Loneliness in every
For whom it may concern
I have a way with words,
They tell me,
And I thought myself a glassmaker--
