When you come and find me I'll be lost in reason
you'll be like the apple of it
you'll be like the apple of it
you'll be like the apple of my eye
When you were my angle I was like you're anvil
When you come and find me I'll be lost in reason
you'll be like the apple of it
you'll be like the apple of it
you'll be like the apple of my eye
When you were my angle I was like you're anvil
Rain, raining away it's so hard
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