《Time to Fly》Behind Closed Doors
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I want to be in your arms
Know how it feels with your hand in mine
I guess touch is something I crave
Thoughts that never leave my mind
Conversations that go on replay
And so much more that I create
I wish I could act upon
But I'm still afraid
What will I even say?
Your mind is something so mysterious
Random thoughts, a taste of things
Is it wrong to be curious?
There are things that I already know
But pain is forming, I'm not yours
In my head, all I see is you
What do you see behind closed doors?
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