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Hide from the postman Or the night spent falling down In the night In Butcher town The night spent crawling like a snail On Black Velvet. Found me a language That talks without blackmail Without words I called for you Without words I called for you And you answered like a kiss On Black Velvet. Bring me the sunshine Bring me the ocean To its knees The ocean fell to its knees And we walked softly Like snow so silent under foot Or Black Velvet |
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