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 Warm house, cold handsI was standing outside trying to find your doorbell
 At 2 AM, I ran all the way hope that you weren't sleeping
 You rubbed your eyes
 Gently with the palm of your left hand
 We talked awhile
 And you told me how much you appreciated me
 And I knew that it was time for me to stay or leave
 So I started walking home
 Sowing teardrops in the snow
 We'll be friends forever
 But I'm afraid that you'll never love me
 You met someone
 At that show when you went home for the weekend
 And he makes you laugh
 And somehow I remind you a little of him
 Two perfect hands
 A part time job but says that he loves children
 But I lost my tongue
 Until now you never felt that you'd missed anyone
 And even though it's early you think it could be love
 Another heartsick lullaby but I can't seem to make you cry
 We'll be friends forever, but I'm afraid that you'll never love me
 Does he love you?
 Does he love you?
 I hope he loves you
 If he doesn't
 At least you'll have beautiful children
 Beautiful children
 
 
		
		
	
 
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