Waiting.
Perhaps for someone like you
Or maybe for someone like me
I never understood
Why we were so different
I never understood
What it was you did to me
The seductive way you whispered my name
The taunting way you brushed the hair from my cheek
When I was your's
When you were mine
Late at night
When our love eclipsed the moon
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