With your perfect hands
Tell me I am something
That I don't believe I am
Wander through my alleyways
Acquaint with all my thieves
Pick citrus from my orchards
Then rest in my dead leaves
If I could sing you off to sleep
This is what that song would be
I won't let you go
I want to read every page
And then start again
I want to hate your enemies
And love all your friends
I'll clean all the windows
In your little shop downtown
When it's time to lock the doors at night
We'll be more than what we found
I want to read every page
And then start again
I want to hate your enemies
And love all your friends
I'll clean all the windows
In your little shop downtown
When it's time to lock the doors at night
We'll be more than what we found
If I could take you somewhere safe
This is the song that I would play
I won't let you go
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