Baby, all those words you said to me
I have memorized 'em all
The stars were tired of me
but I never stoped talking to them about you
All these ways to cure agony,
and I chose talking to you.
You were a rainbow in the hailstorm
Yes, I always knew.
All the flowers in my heart
just bloom for you darlin'
Wish I had told you how I felt,
Wish I weren't scared to face you and vent
'Cause It was always like this
My heart,
your pulsations
My tears,
your afflictions
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