| When I close my eyes, I feel your skin
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| Back into my mind and back again
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| Crawling down my spine, your fingertips
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| I hate that I do, I hate that I do
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| I’m getting visions of you
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| Alone in my bed
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| I can smell the perfume
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| Get out of my head
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| These visions of you
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| It’s all that I see
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| Tell me the truth
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| Are you thinking of me?
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| I’m getting visions of you
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| Thinking 'bout the time we went away
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| That’s when you became my great escape
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| Days were passing by, the seasons change
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| And I hate that I do
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| But I’m still getting visions of you
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| Alone in my bed
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| I can smell the perfume
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| Get out of my head
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| These visions of you
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| It’s all that I see
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| Tell me the truth
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| Are you thinking of me?
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| I’m getting visions of you |