I don't know what's it like to land and not race to your door.
I'm gonna steer clear, I'll burn up in your atmosphere.
Cause I'd die if I saw you, die if I didn't see you there.
I get lost in the boulevard at night,
without your voice to tell me "I love you, take a right."
The ten and the two is a lonely sight.
I think I'm gonna stay gonna stay, gonna
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