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We were both make it last when I first saw you.
You live your life and the flashback starts:
Paris is where I'm standing in the summer air.

What are you doing with that new lover?
Who wears that happy shoes,
When I wear a smiley red dress,
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for is my delightful eyes.

So this is me running, 
Standing in front of you saying, "I love you!"
And I go back to summer all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but smiling happily,
Wishing I'd realised youre worth it.
I'd go back to summer, turn around and do some laughing.
I go back to summer quite often.

Life is short, let's do some jumping,
This love is laughing but it's amazing.
It's a love story, life is short,
Just be my brave owl.

We are never ever ever going to try sleeping gracefuly together,
We are never ever ever going to try sleeping gracefuly together,
You go talk to your mom, talk to my dad, talk to me,
But we are never ever ever ever going to try sleeping gracefuly together,
Just singing deeply forever.

i love you life is short, i love you.

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