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Middle of July 2:26

I don't know if thats your leg or is it mine?
We're entwined
I don't know if it's day or night outside
I close the blinds
And I feel so good inside
When you come into my mind
I can't wait til you come home
And your skin will replace the phone
I don't know is that your eyelash or mine?
I think it's mine
And tell me about the night we slept outside
When you had to decide
Whether we should even try
By a burned out street light
In the middle of July