I wish there was something
Something quite good enough for you
And me, I’m just a body
Whose soul is coming after you
Stuck here in this place
With a smile on my face
Dreaming, wishing you
Time, the fickle thing
No reason in thoughts
Not to my heart
I want to take all the miles and throw them away
I want to run across this country
With you at the end of the race
To know just what your lips taste
And I’m not afraid
Not afraid to fall for you
I want to give you something
To let you know I’m real
Perfect happiness is waiting
I know where it is
It’s sitting next to you
Without a doubt
Not a game
Not one that my heart could take
Without it breaking
Over you
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