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I miss the way her eyes shne
Miss how they make me feel drunk on moonshine
How her lips taste so fine
Like the taste of strawberry wine
I have to say, To be with her
Is to be on top of the world
To bad that time is gone
Im gonna put how i feel in a song
Wish i never did wrong
Cant go back, Its to late to turn around
I miss kissing those soft lips
Miss dancing with you, Holding those hips
I wish I could fix things
Go back to where everybody sings
To where we have eye contact and my head dings
As you left my heart rips
this is what I miss



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