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    The strands in your eyes
    That color them wonderful
    Stop me and steal my breath
    And emeralds from mountains
    Thrust towards the sky
    Never revealing their depth

    And tell me that we belong together
    Dress it up with the trappings of love
    I'll be captivated; I'll hang from your lips
    Instead of the gallows of heartache
    That hangs from above

    I'll be your crying shoulder
    I'll be love's suicide
    I'll be better when I'm older
    I'll be the greatest fan of your life

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    Rain falls angry on the tin roof
    As we lie awake in my bed
    And you're my survival
    You're my living proof
    My love is alive and not dead

    And tell me that we belong together
    Dress it up with the trappings of love
    I'll be captivated; I'll hang from your lips
    Instead of the gallows of heartache
    That hangs from above

    I'll be your crying shoulder
    I'll be love's suicide
    I'll be better when I'm older
    I'll be the greatest fan of your life

    And I've dropped out, I've burned up
    I fought my way back from the dead
    Tuned in, turned on
    Remembered the thing that you said

    I'll be your crying shoulder
    I'll be love's suicide
    I'll be better when I'm older
    I'll be the greatest fan of your life
    The greatest fan of your life

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    Composición: Edwin McCain

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