Even those worn-out words, i love you, take on a wonderful new meaning
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When i use them to express my love for you; theyre words for you only
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In a sunny spot on sunday, its an ordinary sunday like any other
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I quietly pray that this lasts forever and you keep chatting
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What do you like so much about me thats a hard question youve just asked
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So for now ill stop watching the movie weve rented and just gaze at you
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I love your fully blooming smile, even seeing it every day isnt enough
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And thats without even mentioning that amazing body that looks good no matter what you wear
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And thats just your looks, what about the important things inside you
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You dont back down when youre pissed off and even snorting really annoys you
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But theres so, so, so much more than that
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I cant really describe it properly
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I dont think you need a reason to fall in love
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That parts a mystery to me, so please forgive me
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Even those worn-out words, i love you, take on a wonderful new meaning
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When i use them to express my love for you; theyre words for you only
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In a sunny spot on sunday, its an ordinary sunday like any other
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The more of this ordinary time that passes, the more comfortable we feel together
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You pretend to be strong, so the fleeting tears you show occasionally are a white flag
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When we dont say anything, its exactly that that keeps me from looking away
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Of course life brings all kinds of things like that
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But just your casual hang in there gives me strength
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Whenever your little back trembles i hold you right away
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Even if the scenery we can see from the window changes
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Be by my side, terrible sleeping habits and all
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Even those worn-out words, i hate you, mean the opposite to me
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If its you saying them when youre sulking, theyre words for me only
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In a sunny spot on sunday, its an ordinary sunday like any other
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Ill say it one more time: i love you, all the time
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Its a sunday like any other
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But its a special sunday
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