You seem to be, much older than me,
With my fingers I trace,
All the lines in your face.
I'll be your lover for the better of an hour,
But I can't be your baby.
I can't be your baby.
Buttoned coat and, broken home,
Side by side but, still alone.
I'll be your lover for the better of an hour,
But I can't be your baby.
I can't be your baby.
Can't be your baby,
I can't be your baby.
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