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Drink you in my tea tomorrow I dont mind waiting for you. Even with my boots full of snow, Baby, I'm yours lets go! Take my hand, and just listen to the band, the sea and the sand. This ring on my finger, it never wieghed me down. I have heard your voice on a payphone, I have heard your voice in distress. I have heard your voice through my tears, and your tears. I have heard your voice in love. But never have I heard your voice in Hate.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 1:42 AM UTC
Driving.
Drink you in my tea tomorrow I dont mind waiting for you. Even with my boots full of snow, Baby, I'm yours lets go! Take my hand, and just listen to the band, the sea and the sand. This ring on my finger, it never wieghed me down. I have heard your voice on a payphone, I have heard your voice in distress. I have heard your voice through my tears, and your tears. I have heard your voice in love. But never have I heard your voice in Hate.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 1:42 AM UTC
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