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I Never Loved A Man Before

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 16.10.2012

Deep in the night
When you think the world is fast asleep
You come to me, take me where I wanna go
Making promises I know you'll keep
You're the first love in my life
And the moment we touch
I can tell you how weak I've grown

You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before

It's hard to say it
Words don't come so easily to me
But it's here in my heart
And it's making me lose control
What else can I tell you
Who'd refuse a night that takes you away
And touches your very soul

You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before

I went along looking at love differently
Oh but now it's so strong
Look what you've done to me

You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before

[repeat to fade]


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