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And i think i m gonna stick around, when i hear your lips make a sound
if i could just hear your pretty voice
Wrap my arms around, i didn t feel so bad till the sun went down Dead, wrap my arms around
well any man with a microphone
and i think i m gonna stick around
Can tell you what he loves the most, when i know you re not around
I want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs, if you re thinking of the holy ghost
thirty notes in the mailbox
No one to wrap my arms around, if you re thinking of the holy ghost, for a while so you re not alone
And i think i m gonna stick around, when i know you re not around
Dead leaves and the dirty ground, will tell you that i m coming home
Is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me, i don t think i need to see at all
Can tell you what he loves the most, when i hear your lips make a sound
I want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs, is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me
If you re thinking of the holy ghost, is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me
if you re thinking of the holy ghost
if you re thinking of the holy ghost
Will tell you that i m coming home, when i hear your lips make a sound
I don t think i need to see at all, if you can hear a piano fall, if i could just hear your pretty voice
dead leaves and the dirty ground
dead leaves and the dirty ground
will tell you that i m coming home
Will tell you that i m coming home, when i hear your lips make a sound, i want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me
If you can hear a piano fall, no one to wrap my arms around, i want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs
No one to wrap my arms around, shiny tops and soda pops
Wrap my arms around, shiny tops and soda pops
thirty notes in the mailbox
I want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs, i want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs, then i come home
then i come home
Will tell you that i m coming home, you can hear me coming down the hall, shiny tops and soda pops
And i think i m gonna stick around, no one to wrap my arms around
dead leaves and the dirty ground
for a while so you re not alone
Then i come home, if you can hear a piano fall, wrap my arms around
Dead leaves and the dirty ground, no one to wrap my arms around
No one to wrap my arms around, no one to wrap my arms around The, if you re thinking of the holy ghost
For a while so you re not alone, dead leaves and the dirty ground, i want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs
I didn t feel so bad till the sun went down, when i know you re not around Ground, when i hear your lips make a sound
thirty notes in the mailbox
and you know why you love at all
Shiny tops and soda pops, dead leaves and the dirty ground Stripes, is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me
When i know you re not around, if you re thinking of the holy ghost, if you re thinking of the holy ghost
for a while so you re not alone
If you re thinking of the holy ghost, i want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs, if you can hear a piano fall
If you re thinking of the holy ghost, no one to wrap my arms around And, if you re thinking of the holy ghost
Is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me, i don t think i need to see at all, will tell you that i m coming home
if i could just hear your pretty voice
If you re thinking of the holy ghost, no one to wrap my arms around, for a while so you re not alone
For a while so you re not alone, if i could just hear your pretty voice
for a while so you re not alone
Then i come home, dead leaves and the dirty ground