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Your hand fits in mine

Like it's made just for me

But bear this is mind

It was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots

With the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved

The crinkles by your eyes

When you smile

You've never loved

Your stomach or your things

The dimples in your back

At the bottom of your spine

But I'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things

Slip out of my mouth

But if I do

It's you

oh, It's you

They add up to

I'm in love with you

and all these little things

You can't go to bed

Without a cup of tea

And maybe that's the reason

That you talk in your sleep

And all those conversations

Are the secrets that I keep

Though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved 

The sound of your voice on tape

You never want to know how much you weigh

You still love to squeeze into your jeans

But you're perfect to me

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You'll never love yourself | Half as much as I love you | You'll never treat yourself right darlin' | But I want you to | If I let you know | I'm here for you | Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you