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The Man I Used To BeWhere's the hand that I can holdTo slip around me and kiss and touch like gold To comfort me, to cherish me To lay my head on and make me feel again Like the man I used to be A child-like smile, a sweet cocquette To lay belief on me with hope and love and yet She'd comfort me and cherish me And take my love on and make me feel again Like the man I used to be She'd comfort me and cherish me And take my love on and make me feel again Like the man I used to be |