When I turned the page
The corner bent into a perfect dog ear
As if the words knew I'd need them again
But at that time I couldn't see it
She sang a short tune
Da, da, da, da, da, da
I know we won't want for much
It's just you and me and a bed and a shoreline
She sang a short tune
Da, da, da, da, da, da
I came from her soft touch
Da, da, da, da, da, da
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