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Cause, Baby
Ooh, I can hear the wind blow on this cold winter morning Rising with the sunrise really is not what I wish to do Stay beneath the blanket while the wind howls outside the window, Snuggling close together, staying warm. Is that for you? I feel so safe and warm, under here, this very moment. Sensing your arm around me, though I know you’re not awake. Loving every minute of this quiet time, I have now. Wishing not to rise, this feeling, not to take. But quickly I remember that last night was Friday evening, Therefore this morning’s rise is mine to decide. I will stay right here, snuggled tightly to your bosom, ‘Cause, baby, I can’t leave then if it’s cold like this outside. Snuggling up closer, yeah, right there, that’s where it’s at. Feeling every worry and fear, in my body, start to go, Provides a smile to my face and a fire to my furnace, There’s heat under this blanket, while outside there is snow.
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