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Smile Like That

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 18.09.2012

Smile
It's been a while since I've seen that smile
I cannot help but wonder
And it's nothing but natural to wonder if you've ever loved her
I'll be sure when I see that I can make you smile like that
Smile like that
Guess it's something I can't help when I notice the way your eyes focus
On each word and gesture she does that makes you smile like that
Smile like that now, I like that
Your heart is open and you love freely and all but
Not like that, I want us to be two lovely people, not really like three

Now I like that your heart is open and you love freely and all but
Not like that, I want us to be two lovely people

Just two, just me, just you
But I don't really mind if you smile like that

If it's something you can't help, don't worry
But don't pretend you don't see and feel what's obvious to me
Oh but then you smile like that
When you smile like that
If it's something we don't have, it's natural to just leave it
At that so to let you be and maybe find
Someone that makes me smile like that
I wanna smile like that yet I
Still like that your heart is open and you love freely and all so
Stay like that, let's hope that we'll be two lovely people
Or I set you free


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