Shearwater
Shearwater
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Shearwater
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Shearwater
Shearwater
Shearwater
Baby, hands in your lap
You touch your wounds so much they'll never heal
I fear you'll turn your back
On just the kind of love you really need, well
[Chorus]
It's just the kind
It's just the kind you need to feel
Baby, I love your laugh
And every word you say, it's dire and dear
But, "Cut the crap, you're still alive"
It's just the kind of thing you really need, well
[Chorus]
It's just the kind
It's just the kind
It's just the kind you need to hear
The Kind was written by Jonathan Meiburg.