Only for a single night
I didn't sleep alone
And, far away from what I know,
I felt, for once, at home.
Three seconds' sleep I caught with you
Three hours left to hold,
Three words were forming silently
And longing to be told.
Could I but hope to set them free
I'd gladly give to you
The simple words that come in three
I'm too afraid to lose.












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