| Fine as she want to be from close up or a distance
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| Irregular heartbeat, challenge is persistence
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| I just wanna see ya so I speak through trees
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| A better way to greet ya doesn’t come with ease
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| Don’t seem to be a trick so nothings up my sleeve
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| Sweating you so much it feels a thousand degrees
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| I pick up a flower though its kinda cheese
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| When pride is not your power things you wouldn’t believe
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| I’d do for a conversation I’m a waitin'
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| Alone we are together; |
| no present destination
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| Aback she kinda taken though I handle it with patience
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| The globe inside her eye shows that we can build a nation
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| Hypnotize her body booty swaying
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| Eye contact is what I keep on making
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| It may be a chance thats worth the taking
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| Nature is to love what God is to creation
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| Wont you come my way?
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| 'Cause we got things to do
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| You drop a beat
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| I pick it up for you
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| Surrender in my arms
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| I’m about you
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| All about you
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| We think out loud to each other
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| We could talk soft and undiscovered
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| Quiet and undetected — tell the leaves to hush
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| The moments seen enough I sense a burning bush
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| God’s coming down we expose through clothes
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| No frontin to oppose just the x and o’s
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| My hands are kinda warm, but yes she turns my globe
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| And we walk together through this winding road
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| All I want
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| A lover to support this
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| All I need
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| Someone who will restore this
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| Faith inside a dream-team-up by any means
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| We walked through the weathers 'till leaves stained the streams
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| 'Till snow cooled the earth, spring washed it clean
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| And after time we make it somethin' to shine by any means
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| She’s made of so many visions come to follow me home
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| And the world I used to own makes me freer to roam
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| Wont you come my way?
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| 'Cause we got things to do
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| You drop a beat for me
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| I pick it up
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| Surrender in my arms
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| We’re never too late
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| I’m about you
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| We go out to face the world together
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| We make love to have something that never
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| Could be touched by others if we feel they exist
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| The quiet within the mist feels it may be at risk
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| Cause when the mind is so connected
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| My world can feel rejected
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| Then I’m so disrespected
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| It’s unity disected
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| And it creates the mess
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| That I left for «yes»
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| I walk in the park on a lover’s quest
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| Wont you come my way?
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| You drop a beat for me
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| Surrender in my arms
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| We’re never too late
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| I’m about you |