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When you see a rose
with a red sight as such
but when you p***k your fingure and the wind blows
Its cool to the touch

As your walk by
a store with much
you press your hands on the window
Its cool to the touch

Your serving tea
to hot for lunch
you get a few ice cubes
Its cool to the touch

Your trimbling slowly
down stairs thats to much
you reach for the metal bar
Its cool to the touch

You look in my eyes
with love so much
you kissed my lips
And its cool to the touch

I turned away
and said goodbye
for my love is sad
and my heart unwanting to die

I feel my heart
And with a rush
I fall to the ground
Cause its cool to the touch