1/6/14

Long Nights, Soft Sighs

Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours


I'm not sure what level I'm on.
I'm not sure what I'm doing right now.

Let me be your 'leccy meter and I'll never run out
And let me be the portable heater that you'll get cold without
I wanna be your setting lotion (I wanna be)
Hold your hair in deep devotion (How deep?)
At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean
I wanna be yours

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