The Little Things you do to me, are taking me over...
And every time, you notice me by
holdin me closely, and sayin sweet things
i don't believe, that it could be
you speakin' your mind and, sayin the real thing;
my feet have broke free, and i am leavin
i'm not gonna stand here, feelin' lonely but
i won't forget you, and i won't think this
was just a waste of time
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