| Girl, you are like summer rain
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| Soft, and warm, and delicate
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| And I am a foolish boy
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| Trying to catch every drop of you on my tounge
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| But there’s just too many
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| And I can’t get enough
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| You’re inches from my fingertips
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| I’ve come as close as I can get
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| I’m reaching but the rest is up to you
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| 'Cause I don’t ever want to miss
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| Being here with you like this
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| I’m trying but it’s all that I can do
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| I’m reaching but the rest is up to you
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| Girl, you are the morning sky
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| Glowing calm with burning light
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| And as I am waking up
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| You paint your reflection in my I wonder if you noticed I can’t look away
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| You’re inches from my fingertips
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| I’ve come as close as I can get
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| I’m reaching but the rest is up to you
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| 'Cause I don’t ever want to miss
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| Being here with you like this
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| I’m trying but it’s all that I can do
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| I’m reaching but the rest is up to you
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| And you say
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| So you say
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| It’s a brilliance meant to fade
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| Love is wild like a fire burning underneath the rain
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| But this is not the same
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| You’re inches from my fingertips
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| I’ve come as close as I can get
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| I’m reaching but the rest is up to you
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| 'Cause I don’t ever want to miss
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| Being here with you like this
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| I’m trying but it’s all that I can do
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| I’m reaching but the rest is up to you
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| Girl, you are like summer rain
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| And I am a foolish boy
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| Trying to catch every drop that I can of it |