Hayate, I think something--
the whispers in the morning
Of lovers sleeping tight
Are rolling like thunder now
As I look in your eyes
I hold on to your body
And feel each move you make
Your voice is warm and tender
A love that I could not forsake
Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can.--strange is
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