I must've stumble out of the plane
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Cause I free-fell all year
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My shoot is illuminous like spring
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And I'm nowhere now, but here
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But I've seen your long hair come down
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It turned my head inside out
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And I want you, I want you
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I still do
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Your wrists were bound in my hands
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While I wash around my naked feet
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Your blue jeans over in the sand
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We were wrestling up in the blanket sheets
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But I've seen your long hair come down
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(seen your long hair come down)
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Turned my head inside out
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(turned my head inside out)
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And I want you, I want you
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I still do
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I still, I still do
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I've seen your long hair come down
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And turned my head inside out
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But I've seen your long hair come down
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Turned my head inside out
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Quesadilla
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| Walk The Moon |
