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I'm overjoyed and over loved and feeling lucky

Like a little boy who's hiding under covers

And looking to discover any way to play the part inside his darkened cave

Well the meaning of life it starts at the nightlight

Close your eyes and hope to see mine

Well I've seen a thousand things in one place

But I stopped my counting when I saw your face

Erasing memory I feel as though I've never seen a face before

Until I saw your eyes smiling back at me thru my tears

I've been counting all these years

Now suddenly the thousand things I've seen were

Nothing more than dreams of you and me

You and me quietly at a stand still

Fortunately you will kiss me and I'll kiss you back

Fact of the matter of is that I don't know what the latter is

That I always wanted to kiss you but

I always wanted to run from you

Because I always wanted to miss you

And that I've always wanted to come for you

So... how do you do?

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