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She lies out on the grass |
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Her bellybutton fascinates me |
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If summer never came and went |
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I doubt that it would ever faze me |
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Broken in a moment of what once had been |
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I look within to see her face |
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My fingers start to reach to taste |
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But all they meet is my own lips |
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Time is fleeting, time's a wasting |
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And time is bleeding, forever racing |
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And time is money, and money is time |
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But love does none of these |
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Love does none of these |
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She'll twirl and spin me 'round |
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And never let go the hold she has |
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From heaven's rafter to the ground |
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And back and forth, and twice as fast |
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Transit in the blink of her big brown eyes |
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And all is right or wrong with the world |
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More the heart of me |
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Than as some would say, just some girl |
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Time is fleeting, time's a wasting |
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And time is bleeding, forever racing |
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And time is money, and money is time |
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But love does none of these |
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Love does none of these |
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But my heart beats as we say goodnight |
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Hoping for a kiss |
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And this feeling that |
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I get to keep |
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Love can most definitely do this |
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She's the only thing that shines |
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Among the murky gels of pink and blue |
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Club speakers make their noise |
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But they can't drown out what is true |
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Captured in the passion of an honest smile |
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And last call leaves us little else |
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I reach for her to make her turn |
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But all I meet is my own lips |
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Time is fleeting, time's a wasting |
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And time is bleeding, forever racing |
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And time is money, and money is time |
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But love does none of these |
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Love does none of these |
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Love won't keep time |
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Love won't keep time |
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Feels like forever, |
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I'm here whenever |
