Waiting watching the clouds
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Breathing like I'm gunna stop
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Knowing this doors gunna knock
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And there you'll be
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And i pick you up,
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In my car
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Take you away
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Somewhere we'll sit parked in my car
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Minutes turn into hours
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We'll watch the bright lights of the city
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Just you and me. Dreaming
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Your lips dance across mine
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Our hands, fingers entwined
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There we'll for fil our desire
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Set me free
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Parking
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| Lee Ryan |
