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Text: Bjork. Vespertine. Hidden Place.

Through the warmthest cord of care
Your love was sent to me
I'm not sure what to do with it?
Or where to put it?

I'm so close to tears
And so close to
Simply calling you up
I'm simply suggesting

We go to the hidden place
That we go to the hidden place
We go to the hidden place
We go to a hidden place

Now I have been slightly shy
And I can smell a pinch of hope
To almost have allowed once fingers to stroke
The fingers I was given to touch with but careful, careful

There lies my passion, hidden
There lies my love
I'll hide it under a blanket
Lull it to sleep

I'll keep it in a hidden place
I'll keep it in a hidden place
Keep it in a hidden place
Keep it in a hidden place

He's the beautifulest
Fragilest still strong
Dark and divine
And the littleness of his movements

Hides himself
Invents a charm
That makes him invisible
Hides in the air

Can I hide there too?
Hide in the air of him
Seek solace
Sanctuary

In the hidden place
In a hidden place
In a hidden place
We'll stay in a hidden place

Ooh, in a hidden place
We'll live in a hidden place
We'll be in a hidden place
In a hidden place