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Pink sunsets and purple haze
I know those magic days
When you go up and down with
The one you love, you can’t resist
The perfect touch, the perfect kiss
That sends you around, round, round
You’re his majesty, you’re his ecstasy
You’re the spark that shines his light
He’s your somebody that should make you feel
Like a thousand lives are happening tonight
You’re short of breath, you cannot speak
When you find out he’s getting weak
When you’re getting stronger and stronger
You find out what he’s all about
And now you start to really doubt
That he’ll be here longer and longer
You’re the energy, you’re the beauty
That should make him come through
But if he refuses he’s the one that looses
Too bad for him and only good for you
I know those magic days
When you go up and down with
The one you love, you can’t resist
The perfect touch, the perfect kiss
That sends you around, round, round
You’re his majesty, you’re his ecstasy
You’re the spark that shines his light
He’s your somebody that should make you feel
Like a thousand lives are happening tonight
When you find out he’s getting weak
When you’re getting stronger and stronger
You find out what he’s all about
And now you start to really doubt
That he’ll be here longer and longer
You’re the energy, you’re the beauty
That should make him come through
But if he refuses he’s the one that looses
Too bad for him and only good for you
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