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Holding on, I'm holding on to your clothing
Holding on, I'm holding on to our story
Remember the time in San Francisco
With me by your side in San Francisco
You are such a sight, the deepest brown eyes, my dear, my dear
You know we've suffocated our love
You really didn't do a thing wrong
Now I am superstitious of love
