Love, what are you doing to me?
You seem to pass right through me
on your way somewhere else.
Love, when will you discover
I feel you like no other...envy.
Talk to me
your words sound sweet
they fill me with envy,
they turn my heart green.
All the time I hunt you,
follow you home fly on the wings of a prayer,
but you're not there.
Love, what are you doing to me?
You seem to pass right through me
on your way somewhere else.
Love, when will you discover
I feel you like no other...envy.
Talk to me
your words sound sweet
they fill me with envy.
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