I sat down on the sofa
That we cuddled on last night
The fireplace hummed a lovely
Tune as anda held me tight
In my mind I planned to write
So I did, so I did
So I wrote anda this
I was thinkin' that -
Well nevermind it
I was wonderin' if -
Sorry, just forget it
Well what would anda do
If I wrote anda a kiss
Out of words? Just like this:
I couldn’t find it in my hati, tengah-tengah
To bore anda with just loose-leaf
So I head to the paper store
And bought the most expensive thing
Hoping it’d be fit for my king
Money can’t buy your heart
But your song should be the finest of art
I'll never write a song
That's as perfect as you...
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