There must be a girl part of this song, loving a boy, but you know all that.
So what am I, am I supposed to write? Poems? Letters? Or insinuations?
You must be the girl part of this song and I the boy, so what could we do? What
about, about, hangin' out, and you stop your insinuations!
My tempest, my storm, my dream alive, oh it says...
It says my heart it grows, all night, whilst the feeling shows, babe I know.
Let me in, let me in, and I'll be fine.
And you look in my way, oh you look in my way now.
If I were the girl part of this song and you the boy, oh what would we do? What
about, about, destroyin' your bed and your insinuations?
My tempest, my storm, my dream alive, oh it says...
It says my heart it grows, all night, whilst the feeling shows, babe I know.
Let me in, let me in, and I'll be fine.
And you look in my way, oh you look in my way now.
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