Lyrics of
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She sings electronically on the breeze
Spinning fourty-fives between her thirty-threes
Reaching out to you between the sheets
And I give you something that you need
Something that'll bleed out of your heart

Can I love?
Can I love you too much?
Can I love?
When your heart turns to dust

And I will guide you in the night
Cause we don't have to die
If the heart is getting cold
And your body's getting old with mine
We're dark horses in their prime
Jesus don't you try just to start

Can I love?
Can I love you too much?
N.C.

Can I love?
Can I love you too much?
Can I love?
Can I love you too much?
Can I love you too much?
Can I love?
When our hearts turn to dust