our song was playing she was wearing that dress the one she likes me to look at her in she holds our her hand it is her we can be found dancing her lips enchant me softly
me softly enchant you
softly her lips enchanting me what was this spell midnights hour bell chimes she can be found in these arms of mine let me whisper enchant me softly ?
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if we only wrote what you wanted to read never mind we wasn't writing for me we were writing for us ...