Nightfall we're brushing past your town
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Destination not you my one
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The driver doesn't know way down
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How deep these bright-eyed feelings run
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I've no intention of confessing today
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I need to make distance a while
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But miles don't make your image fade
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They don't erase this secret smile
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Everything reminds me
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Wet grey gold-lit streets
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Shop displays near-lovers meet
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I feel the grasp of your hand still
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This your face now in the glass
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Breathing whisper what is this
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Bent so close we nearly kiss
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Although we never will
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Strange that there's no hurtful need
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Used to be my only sign
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On my mind would make me bleed
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Why is it that I'm feeling fine
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Why is it this warmth within
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No candlelight that causes burn
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Memories of you begin
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Well welcome friends
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Glad you've returned
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Everything reminds me
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Music surging bedroom dance
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Crazy spinning sultry glance
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I inhale your presence still
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These your arms of daring grace
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Encircle me, what pact is made
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Desire is your masquerade
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Want me you never will
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You gave me truth
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I chose illusion
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Now we are used to this confusion
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But I know
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Yes I know
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This story has to end
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Never groped for a connection
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Never hoped for more affection
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For I know
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I know I am your friend
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Only your friend
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Unwritten Letter #1
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| Vienna Teng |
