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by Melissa Heaphy
Let' s stay in bed 'til late --next month
Don't talk to me 'til then.
The less you say, the more I'll stay
the more you are a friend--
The more you say the more I stray,
the faster comes the end.
I only see what I wanna see
you're faultless in my eye--
Don't loose your lip, don't let it slip
Don't make me see the lie.
Don't make me fall out of bed
and have to say goodbye.
I need another fantasy
to believe until I find
The only one I truly need
is living in my mind.
And the only one I really want
is not a part of your mankind...
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Document last modified on: 02/12/1998