Love me, held tight against your chest.
Pressed to your soul I want to rest.
With your gentle touch, kiss me now.
Love me, held tight against your chest.
Eternity is ours my love.
You are my hat, I am your glove.
Love me, held tight against your chest.
Pressed to your soul I want to rest.
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