It's nice here,
We are together,
Under the trees
By the shore
Whispering sweet nothings
And holding hands
There is no judging here
I say what I want to say
And be who I want to be
And you still love me
We kiss
And smile
And laugh
And talk
And hold hands
And walk
With you we can be silent
And still be comfortable
With you, I feel like my chest
Is too small for my heart
You make me feel warm,
And tingly.
Then I wake up.
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