I can see your eyes from here but I'm not reflected in them
Your bright like a beacon, ships in the night
I won't tell you all of my secrets
Or what I'm into
But you look right in every single way, tonight
I have wasted years with wool over my eyes
And a hard stone in place of my heart
Fire up a signal flare so that I can become a moth
It makes a change, a welcome change
To being a fucking leech
I want to know you inside out
And I know that I could make you glow
I thought I'd found what I was looking for but I was wrong
I have wasted years with wool over my eyes
And a hard stone in place of my heart
I have this on my skin like a stupid trophy
But I don't think that it can change me
I'm ready for you.
Why don't you walk through the door
And we'll say nothing more?
I waited nights for that embrace
And it was so worth the wait
Why don't you come into my life
And we can make history tonight?
As unforgettable as every day we tried
To make ourselves fit together
I want this summer forever
This is our history
This is our history.
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