Together
Together, together
Like a leaf stuck to a tree
And that's the way it oughta be
With you and me, forever more
Never ooh, never
Do I ever think of you
Without including myself
Lying close to you, forever more
It's not so easy loving you
And yet still giving you your freedom
But like a butterfly with doubt
Without the room to breathe in
Don't you think I know?
So I let you go, so that we can stay
Together, however
Close I think we oughta be
We both should try to keep
Our own identity, seperately
Whatever, clever
Plans I make away from you
Disappear the moment that I'm holding you
So tenderly
Don't you think I know
So I let you go, so that we can stay
Together, together
Give and take boy we can make it
In this world, together, together
Love is all we're fighting for
And tell me what is worth more
Than togetherness, forever more
Together, together
We're so lucky that we met
And fell in love
Together, together
Our love is all we're fighting for
Tell me what is worth more
Than togetherness, forever more
Together, forever
We're so lucky that we met
And fell in love
Together, together
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