Under the sun, sleeping
So we'd rehearse evenings
It was in every word, somehow
And I was in return, so allowed
How we began to see things
Seems in reverse, sleeping
It was in every word, somehow
And I was in return, so allowed
I want to say you're mine
Oh, I want to say you're mine
I want to say you're mine
Oh, I want to say you're mine
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