London to Japan

I was studying streetlights,
reflections off her eyes,
on the side of the road.
I then asked her to take my hand,
and to have this dance,
as we watched the cars passing by.

You break, the mold,
My heart is yours to hold.

She showed me her true stripes,
and took me by suprise,
To all of the places we could go.
From London to Japan,
Everything's closer,
On this side of the world.

You break the mold,
My heart is yours to hold.

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