Tell me about your summer
And all the sites you've seen.
Austin's lights are fading fast,
And your whispers only carry between.
It's your lipstick,
It just blankets your honest eyes and your glances,
Only glimpse too all the secrets that you hide.
You're so contagious,
And I'm longing for your taste.
And it's all coming back to me.
Sort this out, chasing and ghosts
Of all you thought you'd be by now.
Live your life, leave me out.
Catch me on your way back down.
So pretend that everything
Is exactly how you planned it
And your letters only comfort you so much.
But your picture, looks so different,
And I'm seeing it so clearly,
Without ever really seeing it at all.
It's your lipstick,
It just blankets your honest eyes and your glances,
Only glimpse too all the secrets that you hide.
You're so contagious,
And I'm longing for your taste.
And it's all coming back to me.
Sort this out, chasing and ghosts
Of all you thought you'd be by now.
Live your life, leave me out.
Catch me on your way back down.
And it's you, and it's you,
And it's you I'm waiting for.
And it's you and it's you,
And it's you I'm waiting for.
And it's you, and it's you,
And it's you I'm waiting for.
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