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She makes love like a mountain
She makes love like the sea
When we make love in the morning
Oh, there's nothing - nothing left of me
No, no, no
No, no, no
She makes love like a mountain
She makes love like the sea
When we make love in the evening
Oh, there's nothing - nothing left of me
She wakes up alone in the afternoon -
Oh, the sunlight shining through
Sitting on the bed listening for the footfalls
My shadow on the wall
Oh, there's nothing - nothing -
Oh, there's nothing - nothing - left of me