When will there be another place, when will there be another time, for me tell you straight to your face, I love you and that's no lie.
I love you so much I want you here, it's all just a hazey mess, until I see you the world ain't clear, that I must confess.
I hope you're feeling better than before, and that you can blissfully fall asleep,
Because my heavy eye's are closing more, so come join me in my dreams.
It doesn't matter where we end up, as long as were together, just like the sweet doves, we're two birds of a feather.
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