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Apr 2010
And the pain that I feel
Is no where matched,
To the love that you give
The soft touch of your fingers
Running over my body
Is like rubbing silk on satin
The feel of your hair
Makes mine stand on end
And the touch of your lips
Makes my heart stop within
One more second is all I ask
If I could turn back time
Iā€™d do it again
Every moment, every tick
Of the never ending clock
Cause every time that hand moved
I was falling in love with you.
Written by
Matthew Vera
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   Mina, Meghan Fuller and D Conors
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