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I am not in a hurry I’m still getting used to the place And I’m still getting proof of the taste And I’ve heard there is more I do not take lightly that you want to spend time with me But the windows don’t wind you see And we can’t feel the floor Forgive my sincerity I love it all I believe Perhaps it’s just I fancy being free Being free I can see a line emerging A warning in stories told You better come in now from the cold Wouldn’t want to be making a habit of this Forgive my sincerity I love it all I believe Perhaps it’s just I fancy being free Being free From Letras Mania