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Claire.. 
The moment I met you, I swear.
I felt as if something, 
somewhere, 
had happened to me, 
which I couldn't see.

And then, 
the moment I met you, again.
I knew in my heart 
that we were friends.
It had to be so, 
it couldn't be no.

But try as hard as I might do, 
I don't know why.
You get to me in a way 
I can't describe.

Words mean so little 
when you look up and smile.
I don't care what people say, 
to me you're more than a child.

Oh Claire. Claire ...

Claire. If ever a moment so rare 
was captured for all to compare.
That moment is you in all that you do.

But why in spite of our age difference 
do I cry.
Each time I leave you 
I feel I could die.

Nothing means more to me 
than hearing you say,
"I'm going to marry you. 
Will you marry me? Oh hurray!"

Oh Claire. Claire ...

Claire, I've told you before 
"Don't you dare!"

"Get back into bed."
"Can't you see that it's late."
"No you can't have a drink."
"Oh allright then, but 
just just wait a minute."

While I, in an effort to babysit, 
catch up on my breath,
what there is left of it.

You can be murder 
at this hour of the day.
But in the morning the sun 
will see my lifetime away.

Oh Claire. Claire ...

Oh Claire.

(repeat chorus)