I start to melt
With your arms, round my waist
And your mouth, starts to spell
And the words, telling me, to fade
I start to fade
With her arms, round my waist
And her mouth, starts to spell
And the words, telling me, to stay
I start to melt
With my arms, round your waist
And my mouth, starts to spell
And the words, saying its, ok
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