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I must confess that I cry from loneliness
And the door is still open to my heart
You are to me like honey is to the bee
And the door is still open to my heart
I'm not ashamed to cry
It's better then to hold it inside
And I won't be satisfied
Until you're here by my side
You are as close to me as two is to three
And the door is still open to my heart
(to my heart, to my heart)
And the door is still open to my heart
(to my heart, to my heart)