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Main Street Cafe It’s not working out this being apart. The absence of you is wearing mighty thin. Just to brush against someone sets a longing in motion. I’m not sure how to tell you, or where to begin. It’s more than being unfaithful or untrue. It’s more than standing by your man. It’s a hunger that won’t let me be. It’s a feeling that says, "Satisfy me." Touching you, touching me, Who would ever believe, That touching you, touching me, Could trigger the forgotton passion once conceived. |