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Agony
03:18
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I’ve been thinking ’bout us, thinking ’bout love, thinking ’bout falling to pieces
I’ve been thinking that maybe I’ve been wrong all this time
’Cause I’ve been watching you walk, watching you talk, watching you stand hands in pockets
I’ve been wondering how to live if you’re not in my life, if you’re not in my life
Oh don’t mind me, I’m just in agony, I just die a little more each day
Tell me how can I breathe with you looking at me that way?
I’ve been coming undone, biting my tongue, words bubble up without warning
I just might let it slip how quick I’d give you my heart
’Cause I can no longer bear being so aware of the distance there between our fingers
A matter of inches might be miles apart
Oh don’t mind me, I’m just in agony, I just die a little more each day
Tell me how can I breathe with you looking at me that way?
If you want me just say something ’cause all this nothing is killing me slow, slow, slow
So if you want me just say something ’cause it’s torment every time you don’t mind me
I’m just in agony
Don’t mind me, I’m just in agony, I just die a little more each day
Tell me how can I breathe with you looking at, looking at, looking at, looking at
Don’t mind me, I’m just in agony, I just die a little more each day
Tell me how can I breathe with you looking at me that way?
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Simple Love
03:50
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A cabin on a mountainside
Stars light up the snow and I
Am burning like a firefly when you’re around
Coffee turns to midnight games
Small talk turns to repartee
And every time you turn my way I’m held spellbound
It’s a simple love I’ve found
There’s no fanfare, it don’t make a sound
Yes it’s a simple love I’ve found and I don’t know how to hold you
’Cause I don’t even know you
So come sit down here next to me
On this sofa from the seventies
I’ve never felt to much at ease with anyone, what is that’s begun?
It’s a simple love I’ve found
I’ve still got both my feet on the ground
Yes it’s a simple love I’ve found and I don’t know how to hold you
Damn it, I barely know you
A cabin on a mountainside,
Stars light up the snow and I
Am hoping you can’t read my mind
But oh how I wish you would
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Danielle Knibbe Toronto, Ontario
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