It's in the way you call my name.
Being forlorn is now impossible.
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It's in the way you watch over me.
It's in the way you set me free.
I have no reason to fear.
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It's in the way you hold me close.
It's in the way you whisper to me.
Little sweet phrases sound so good.
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It's in the way we can sing.
It's in the music that we share.
I can now be myself.
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It's in the way you listen to me.
It's in the way you trust me, too.
We have no more secrets.
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It's not the words or the acts.
It's not the interests that we share.
It's the way you show and prove
that you love me,
and that matters the most,
because, for that,
I love you.
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***Yeah, it's a bit rough...

