All of my songs are for you
Whenever you wake at night you say
That all of your dreams were bad
Give me your tightest arm
I'll stay awake all night
And blow your darker thoughts far from you
Don't say that I don't love you more
I can't understand what you'd doubt for
Just like how if I would dream your dreams
I'd know why you say "just hold me"
But it is always your lips
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