Don't believe that it's gone
Don't believe that it's gone
Don't believe that it's gone
Wondering what we could've done
Lying on my mattress with my head up in the clouds
Staring at a photograph of you and only you
With the moon in your eyes, no more need for 1 big sun
Nothing else I'd rather do, nothing else I'd rather do
Than to lie out with you
Than to lie out with you
Than to lie out with you
Nothing else I'd rather do
What now?
I still think you're the one
I still think you're the one
I still think you're the one
Wish I knew what went wrong
With the hammock underneath our backs
We sleep witnessed by the stars
Warm wind pawing at our faces
Warm wind pawing at our faces
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