Through the warmest
Cord of care
Your love was sent to me
I'm not sure
What to do with it
Or where to put it
Now I have
Been slightly shy
And I can smell a pinch of hope
To almost have allowed once fingers
To stroke
The fingers I was given to touch with
But careful, careful!
There lies my passion, hidden
There lies my love
I'll hide it under a blanket
Lull it to sleep
I'll keep it in a hidden place
Keep it in a hidden place
In a hidden place
Bjork
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