it's late afternoon
the scorching sun is cooling down
this slight breeze is flaring my heart
the sound of leaves is pulling me somewhere
far, far, far away...
i am holding you tight in my arms
you are resting your head on my shoulder
i wake up with the sound of a car
shrug up my situation with a smile
and think that...
even if i don't want
i think of you
every time i really can't
i think of you
your dark hair floats like a cloud
on my tanning sky
your moist eyes flicker like stars
lighting my nights
every night when you fall asleep
i think of you
even if i don't have to
i think of you
every time i just shouldn't
i think of you
i think of you
till my thoughts run dry
i think of you
till it makes me cry
i think of you
thinking of me
i think of you
smiling at me
still, thinking of you thinking of me...
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