| Sun got stuck, as it’s making its way back down
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| We find ourselves, in a familiar part of town
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| And all that I’ve seen means nothing to me, without you
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| So when I see you next we’ll make the most of it
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| Tell the sun to start moving again
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| The taste of your kiss I’ve still got on my lips
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| And I’ll take you there with me
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| Head crashed down, air condition myself to sleep
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| A great night out, that will continue to the end of the week
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| And all that I’ve seen means nothing to me, without you
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| So when I see you next we’ll make the most of it
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| Tell the sun to start moving again
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| The taste of your kiss I’ve still got on my lips
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| And I’ll take you there with me
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| It’s you and me connected to a satellite
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| It’s you and me and love through a machine
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| It’s you and me connected to a satellite
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| It’s you and me and love through a machine
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| So when I see you next we’ll make the most of it
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| Tell the sun to start moving again
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| The taste of your kiss I’ve still got on my lips
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| And I’ll take you there with me |