Well I heard that it might be raining bed sheets and lover's wordsLet's throw out the hotel comforter and hang the 'do not disturb'Sign me up for the stormI'll wear my suit for the showerCause I'll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hourAnd when the darkness falls under your hair, there I'll beAnd crazy is the forecast all weekWell every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, delicate
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