There’s wind that blows in from the north.
And it says that loving takes this course.
Come here. Come here.

No I’m not impossible to touch
I have never wanted you so much.
Come here. Come here.

Have I never laid down by your side.
Baby, let’s forget about this pride.
Come here. Come here.

Well I’m in no hurry.
Don’t have to run away this time.
I know you’re timid.
But it’s gonna be all right this time.

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