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Songtexte: Barenaked Ladies. Gordon. Wrap Your Arms Around Me.

I concede that you were right about this place
I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace
I can hold you until you turn out the light and I can't see

Do you believe we are all innately good?
Do you think that you would love me until tomorrow if you could?
Would you please turn down the radio, so we can speak?

I put my hands around your neck
You wrap your arms around me
I put my hands around your neck
You wrap your arms around me

I put my hands around your neck
You wrap your arms around me
I put my hands around your neck
You wrap your arms around me

I regret every time I raised my voice
And it wouldn't be that bright of me to say I had no choice
I can kiss your eyes your hair your neck, until we forget

I concede you were right about this place
I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace
I can hold you until you turn out the light and I can't see, I can't see