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Texty: Elvis Costello. North. Still.

These few lines I'll devote
To a marvelous girl covered up with my coat
Pull it up to your chin
I'll hold you until the day will begin

Still lying in the shadows
This new flame will cast upon everything
We carry from the past
You were made of every love
And each regret up until the day we met
There are no words that I'm afraid to hear
Unless they are "Goodbye, my dear"

Still I was moving very fast but in one place
Now you speak my name and set my pulse to race
Sometimes words may tumble out but can't eclipse
The feeling when you press your fingers to my lips
I want to kiss you in a rush
And whisper things to make you blush
And you say, "Darling, hush hush"
Still, still