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He came in
Like a winner
Strong and slim
Trophies in his grin
I can see him taking wind
Of what it would be like to lie with me
To lie with me

Can you take me
He came in
Like a sinner
Small and grim
Trophies to the wind
He can see me wondering
Of what it has been like to lie to me
This winter
To not come home to me
This winter
To grow cold towards me
This winter
To feel annoyed of me
This winter

Can you take me higher
There is nothing finer
Feel my desire
Our love is my fire

Can you take me higher
There was nothing finer
In me there’s desire
Our love was my fire