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She needed loving in the morningHe kept asking her whyTo be held and comfortIn her bravest timeInstead he gave her a feelingShe should run n' hideWithout knowing direction or causeIf you were my loving kindYou wouldn't ask me whyBut your not my loving kindYou turn to her, you turn to me, you turn to herShe woke up tired of runningDecided to stay all dayTo seek comfort in herselfAnd when its time for her awakeningShe'll do it aloneWithout needing to sayDirection or causeIf you were my loving kindYou wouldn't ask me whyBut your not my loving kindYou turn to her, you turn to me, you turn to her. From Letras Mania