While we’re in this secret hide away,
There is one thing I hope you’ll say.
Hidden on the outskirts of this town,
Somewhere where we can’t be found.
Pushed up against the wall,
Because this area is so small.
My palms sweaty, my knees weak,
To break the silence, a sin, to speak.
So without words and without sound,
Use a language known from all around.
So just one kiss,
I can’t resist.
One I know that’s true,
One that says… “I love you.”
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