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I miss the sand on the concrete floor |
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I miss the way it was before |
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No one even knew me |
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Your eyes looked right through me |
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And I'm taking off your clothes |
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And you bloom like a rose |
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I can't get away from you |
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And where the ocean meets the land |
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Is like the sliding of your hand |
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Prickles up my skin |
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And I can feel the changing weather |
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Ride alone along the coast |
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Sense memories of your ghost |
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I can't get away from you |
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Deliver me, shut me up |
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Deliver me |
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Give into me, release |
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Deliver me, deliver me |
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Through the airport corridors |
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In magazines in stores |
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If I see your face once more |
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Cause you know I can't ignore it |
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I recognize that pose |
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When you bloomed like a rose |
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I can't get away from you |
