| Look at you
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| I am attracted to you like the sun
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| To the moon and i feel sweeping when i touch your skin
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| Shake your soul into the wide open space and leave
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| The restricting area so that that you can see
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| How we explode like the lights in the dark
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| And how we glow
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| Like it will never be the truth of the minds that we forget
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| So let me tell you what i know if I can
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| You know i try
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| I never want to leave the bubble we’ve made
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| What we create
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| Mmmm you’re my baby
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| And your sweet sweet heart makes me crazy
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| Mmmm you’re my baby
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| I want to lay you down and see how you amaze me
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| You push me up to the inglorious shadows of your craving
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| And if we fall then we grow up like exponential assembly
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| I never thought that some craving can stun your mind in behaving
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| That you forget the joy you’ve reaped and all the times when we made it
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| We were the pink rose soldiers of the century of blissful
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| We were 1969
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| We were Jimmy and Janice
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| We are the prophets of ourselves
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| We choose the way of dimension
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| We are caught up from the amount of the frenetic love tension
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| Mmmm you’re my baby
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| And your sweet sweet heart makes me crazy
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| Mmmm you’re my baby
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| I want to lay you down and see how you amaze me
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| You push me up to the inglorious shadows of your craving
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| And if we fall then we grow up like exponential assembly
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| I never thought that some craving can stun your mind in behaving
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| That you forget the joy you’ve reaped and all the times when we made it
|
| We were the pink rose soldiers of the century of blissful
|
| We were 1969
|
| We were Jimmy and Janice
|
| We are the prophets of ourselves
|
| We choose the way of dimension
|
| We are caught up from the amount of the frenetic love tension
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| Mmmm you’re my baby
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| And your sweet sweet heart makes me crazy
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| Mmmm you’re my baby
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| I want to lay you down and see how you amaze me |