
"..Two people making memories
Just too good to tell
These arms are never empty
When we're lying where we fell
We're painting pictures
Making magic
Taking chances
Making love
When I'm feeling weak
You give me wings
When the fire has no heat
You light it up again
When I hear no violins
You play my every string
Stop the press
Hold the news
The secret is safe between me and you - walls
Can you keep a secret?..."
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