There is a temperate zone in the mind, between luxurious indolence and exacting work; and it is to this region, just between laziness and labor, that summer reading belongs.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Don't
Don't, don't, that's what you say
Each time that I hold you this way
When I feel like this and I want to kiss you
Baby, don't say, "Don't"
Don't, don't leave my embrace
For here in my arms is your place
When the night grows cold and I want to hold you
Baby don't say, "Don't"
If you think that this is just a game
I'm playing
If you think that I don't mean
Every word I'm saying
Don't, don't, don't feel that way
I'm your love and yours I will stay
This you can believe, I will never leave you
Heaven knows I won't
Baby don't say, "Don't"