A heartbeat and a home

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I’ll find you every single time

Whether in this team

Or somewhere in the crowd

And if I move somewhere warmer

You won’t have to wait that much longer

I’ll take your hand in front of everyone

They will paint your face on the biggest wall in this town

The town we can call ours from now on

Because it has your heartbeat and my home.

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