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[cshane]

If you could step
into my head,
tell me would you still know me
If you woke up in my bed,
Tell me then would you hold me
Or would you simply let it lie,
Leaving me to wonder why
I can't get you out of this head
I call mine
And I will say
Oh no I can't let you go,
My little girl
Because you're holding up my world,
So I need you
Your imitation of my walk
And the perfect way you talk
It's just a couple of the million things
That I love about you
So I need you.