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Being Alone With You
This big double bed,
I've got it all to myself,
It makes me smile,
But don't worry,
It's only worth being alone
Knowing I'm with you.
Cooking for one,
Washing up one plate,
One knife and fork,
One pan, because unlike you,
I don't use every piece of cooking equipment in the house,
It only makes me smile
Knowing I'm alone
And with you.
Flirting in the bar we met in,
Because I'm alone
Even though I'm with you.
Crying in my big double bed,
Because I'm alone,
Even though I'm with you.
Pushing around my for-one dinner.
Because I'm alone,
Even though I'm with you.
I've got it all to myself,
It makes me smile,
But don't worry,
It's only worth being alone
Knowing I'm with you.
Cooking for one,
Washing up one plate,
One knife and fork,
One pan, because unlike you,
I don't use every piece of cooking equipment in the house,
It only makes me smile
Knowing I'm alone
And with you.
Flirting in the bar we met in,
Because I'm alone
Even though I'm with you.
Crying in my big double bed,
Because I'm alone,
Even though I'm with you.
Pushing around my for-one dinner.
Because I'm alone,
Even though I'm with you.
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