Uploaded on May 1, 2007
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And 100 songs could be written
Every time that we kiss
The ink would flow from the well of my heart
And sound something like this
Well Shakespeare wrote because he was smitten
With women, with laughter, and with death
But baby I'm singing and my heart is beating
I cannot catch my breath
Oh some say that this is just a feeling
Others claim it's a choice
But I believe it lies in-between them
Between my stomach and my voice
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