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Who Makes
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I don't touch you the way I used to and I don't call and write when I'm away We don't make love as often as we did do What couldn't wait now waits and ususually goes away but listen and think when I say, oh but listen and think when I say Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel Who loves you and knows you the way I do Who touches you and holds you quite like I do Who makes you feel like I make you feel I don't mind if you come home late and I don't ever ask you where you've been I just assume if there's a problem you'd tell me but listen and think when I say, oh but listen and think when I say Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel Who loves you and knows you the way I do Who touches you and holds you quite like I do Who makes you feel like I make you feel Being weak, when I am strong Being seen, for who you are Being sad and lost but not alone but listen and think when I say, Oh but listen and think when I say Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel Who loves you and knows you the way I do Who touches you and holds you quite like I do Who makes you feel like I make you feel |
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