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The colder the night gets, the further she strays
And he doesn't like it being this way
And she tried so hard to steer away from the meeting place
But her heart had led her there
She clings to his consciousness wherever he lays
He struggles to sleep at night and during the day
He's worried she's waiting in his dreams
To drag him back to the meeting place
His love had left him there
With lyrics like that? How could the women NOT be putty in his hands?
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