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Sitting here on my front step again
Waiting for your rosy breath take
You got a soul, so good to me
Waiting for you all other fish
You got to go, up, up, and high
Got me feeling like a kid
Naw, sir, no, and that's alright
So I'm not gonna pull your hair

I fall so hard inside the idea of you
It's why with you can't say what I mean
Wanna stay but I think I'm getting out of here
I fall so hard inside the idea of you

I give my loving
Taking time up there in my head
Lost we go, you bump along
And I'm stumbling all my words again
Dream you know me at all, but I
Go back and get you again
This playground in my head
But I'm not gonna kick you in the shins

I fall so hard inside the idea of you
It's why with you can't say what I mean
Wanna stay but I think I'm getting out of here
I fall so hard inside the idea of you

This bus stop daydream
An old man
Forgive the dream
I see you, my queen
and I pray that I never did
Hold back 'til I wake up
And I find out you're not talking to me
What's this, why dear?
But, oh, oh, yeah

Say, stop playing, God
I am dying, yeah, yeah

I fall so hard inside the idea of you
It's why with you can't say what I mean
Wanna stay but I think I'm getting out of here
I fall so hard inside the idea of you

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