Bright just like the stars above me
Proud just like my mother planned it
Short on all the things I donīt want
Iīm full of love and longing
Take me by the hand and tell me
You would take me anywhere
Still, cause I donīt want to move a thing
And all the things I donīt want theyīre full
Of love and longing
Take me by the hand and tell me
You would take me anywhere
And it goes, its like a come on come on to me
And it goes itīs like a come on come on to me
You, you say you donīt see any part of me
To love in all this mess and I know
You take the good and all the bad that comes with me
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