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Frayn

When I caught your glance in the pouring rain

That lit the flame

 

When I hold you close and our hearts beat the same

I’m absolutely sure that lights the flame

 

When I pushed you away but you still came

That kept the flame

 

When its only you who can ease the pain

Without a doubt that fuels the flame

 

When I stir the pot but you don’t play the game

Oh what a way to hold the flame

Unlike the moon with her wax and wane

Our flame is strong like little Frayn

 

When you walk in the room and I freeze the frame

To this day, it lights the flame

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