"i see a home in a quiet place
i see myself in a strong embrace
and i feel protection from the human race
it's not parental
but it's a fantasy, not a reality
and it's good, no, no good for me,
you have no idea
that i'm walking through the clouds
when you're looking at me
i'm feeling like a child
vulnerability
i am shaking like a leaf if you move beside me
and you're all that i see
but it's no good for me..."
- the corrs, talk on corners
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