Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angryCall I'm desperate for your voiceListening to the song we used to singIn the car, do you rememberButterfly, Early SummerIt's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meetI was born to tell you I love youAnd I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mineStay with me tonightStripped and polished, I am new, I am freshI am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to fleshBecause every breath that you will takewhen you are sitting next to mewill bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy?What's your...And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
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