| And lips that bring the softest kiss
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| That brush your fingertips
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| As you think about the way you hope she thinks about your days
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| That you don’t find the words to say
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| Just why you’d rather close your eyes
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| Then feel her as her sighs take you way to far away and bring you closer to the
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| break
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| And then you lay there wide awake
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| Cause if you could you’d start it over it’s a game it’s one you can’t refuse to
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| play
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| She’s like a drug you can’t get over never conscious never sober
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| So you pray and pray and pray
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| So fight fight cause you’re fighting for your life
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| Somebody call a medic she just went automatic
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| Hands up like you’re reaching for the sky praying for a heartbeat
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| You try to find another sound
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| That takes you to the ground
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| To pull your head out of the clouds
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| A breathe to bring you down
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| And let the court become the clown
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| Cause if you could you’d start it over it’s a game it’s one you can’t refuse to
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| play
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| She’s like a drug you can’t get over never conscious never sober
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| So you pray and you pray and you pray
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| There’s a dream with a girl
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| And she catches my eye as she dances and swirls
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| I wake up in a sweat and I try to remember her face but forget
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| The feel of her skin the weight on my chest
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| The taste of her lips I’ve been dreaming of since don’t wake up |