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© LoV-E. When the numbers get so high

Of the dead flying through the sky

O, I don't know why

Love comes to me

Love comes to me

 

When your mouth is laying ope

Head knocked back you don't cope

You're out of rings and flowers and soap

Love comes to me

Love comes to me

 

Love comes to me

Love comes and all

It's my hands, my heart, my lips

And that is all

 

When the fever hits on your forehead

And trusive mice chew up your bed

And you call on God and God is dead

Love comes to you

Love comes to you

 

O, sugar won't you be my only

I'm a hard-hearted honey-pot hungry shepherd

And I'm longing to be born for you, that's her

 

Love comes to you

Love comes and all

It's your hands, your heart, your lip

And that is all

 

In the night time when you feel me

And the backs of your knees conceal me

And your eyeballs unreal me

Love comes to me

Love comes to me

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