It makes sense
To stay here with me
Don’t go out in the dark tonight
It’s cold and there’s a storm coming
The hurt I feel is kept inside
If it’s something you have to do
A compulsion for the brand new
I can take it but I won’t stop loving you
There are three kids in the room next door
When you go they won’t know why
They won’t see their mother cry
We both know they’re worth fighting for
The rain has stopped and the wind has died
We’ve been talking nearly all night
Thinking about our first dance
Under the tree in Buenos Aires
I held you close our love was tangible
The push and pull for your affection
The daylights creeping did I forget to mention
Stay we can work things out
14/05/2023 Sunday 694
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