«Don't you worry your pretty little mind,
People throw rocks at things that shine,
And life makes love look hard.
The stakes are high,
The water is rough,
But this love is ours.
And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and,
Your hands are tough, but they are where mine belong.
I'll fight their doubt and give you faith (...)»
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