The feel of a woman's skin
When she's lying in your arms
There's nothing better
And you know they'll come no harm
From the numbness that comes
After she has fallen asleep
Her beauty while she's there
Could make the strongest man weep
It doesn't matter
That there is no sex tonight
Even the self centered man
For love will give up the fight
What is love, but what we feel
Could there be anything better
Than the love that we seek to find
And hide from a tear stained letter
If there is a middle of nowhere
I've found the location
Its right where we were
When love made its creation
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