Your lips are tasted like those cigarettes
Staring at the moon we'd go to bed
In my arms your safe and sound without a threat
And I can't wait to see what happens next
How far can we get if we sail
A little bit high, a little bit low
How far can we get if we sail
A little bit high, a little bit low
We're still a little bit young
But I'm all in
We're still a little bit dumb
But I'm all in
We're still a little bit young
But I'm all in
We're still a little bit dumb
But I'm all in
And I don't know any road
Don't leave, come back home
And I don't know any road
Don't leave, come back home
Your lips are tasted like those cigarettes
Staring at the moon we'd go to bed
In my arms your safe and sound without a threat
And I can't wait to see what happens next
How far can we…

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