| I don’t trust a lot, but I think I trust you
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| I keep to myself, but I’m crazy as well
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| And I know I don’t know a lot about you
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| And you know you don’t know a lot about me
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| But, I’ll give you my time if you give me your mind
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| You feel so brand new, like I’ve never felt this before
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| I thought I found love, but I’m always left wanting more
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| And I know it’s not easy opening up
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| But when I’m with you I can’t get enough
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| So, I’ll give you my mind if you give me your time
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| So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
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| Tell me 'bout your family and all your greatest fears
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| I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
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| So meet me when the sun’s out, we can talk all about you and me
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| Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree
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| Come explore my thoughts that I don’t let most people see
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| Then I’ll dive into your heart to find out what makes it beat
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| Just a little faster when you’re alone
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| Tell me 'bout the things that make you feel
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| So, good in your soul then I’ll give you my own
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| (Good in your soul then I’ll give you my own)
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| So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
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| Tell me about your family and all your greatest fears
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| I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
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| So meet me when the sun’s out, we can talk all about you and me
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| Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree
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| You want to go to Paris, I want to go to space
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| You like the way I kiss you, I see it on your face
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| You know my favorite color, I know you don’t have one
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| Time stops when we’re together, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
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| Tell me about your family and all your greatest fears
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| I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
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| So meet me when the sun’s out, we can talk all about you and me
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| Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree |