Shut the door,
turn the light off
I wanna be with you
I wanna feel your love
I wanna lay beside you
I cannot hide this even though I try
If we could only have this life for one more day
If we could only turn back time
Flashes left in my mind
Going back to the time
Playing games in the street
Kicking balls with my feet
Dancing on with my toes
Standing close to the edge
There's a pile of my clothes at the end of your bed
As I feel myself fall
Make a joke of it all
Going back to the time
Playing games in the street
Kicking balls with my feet
Dancing on with my toes
Standing close to the edge
There's a pile of my clothes at the end of your bed
As I feel myself fall
Make a joke of it all
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