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Your Spell,,,

It's Four O'clock In The Morning,,,
On Yet,,,Another Sleepless Night,,,
And Once Again,,,
I'm Thinking About You,,,
Instead Of The Covers,,,
That Hold Me Tight,,,
Or Is There Something,,,
Wrong With Me,,,
Either Way,,,
This Just Doesn't Seem Right,,,

Ever Since The First Time,,,
That I Saw Your Face,,,
Your Image Is Now,,,
Etched In My Mind To Stay,,,

And In My Dreams,,,
You Haunt Me So,,,
So Why Can't I,,,
Just Let You Go,,,

Your Like A Song,,,
Accidentally Heard,,,
That Keeps Playing,,,
Through My Mind,,,
Word For Word,,,
And I Have No Control,,,
Of The Volume As It Plays,,,
As You Run Through My Mind,,,
Every Night And Every Day,,,
And Will This Madness Ever End,,,

I Wish I Could Tell You,,,
I Wish To Make You See,,,
What A Simple Picture,,,
Has Done To Me,,,
And If I Could,,,
I Think You Would Find,,,
By This Time Your Tired,,,
Of Running Through My Mind,,,

And If We Ever Met,,,
Face To Face,,,
I Would Ask You,,,
To Remove This Spell,,,
You Have So Carefully Placed,,,
Or Come Home With Me,,,
Forevermore,,,To Stay,,,






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