Never want to look at the clock because it ticks away
And then it's on to waiting for another day
To see that look in your eyes, that smile on your face
I swear seeing that takes me to another place
Never want to say goodbye, or see you walk away
Because it means I'll miss you 'til another day
Waiting to smell your skin, and kiss your lips
And wanting to feel your hands on my hips
Never want to say goodnight, it's like turning a page and waiting to fight
Fight to sleep and sleep to dream, wondering if you're dreaming of me
Thinking of you as the minutes pass by and roll into hours until daylight
But that 'good morning' is the sweetest surprise I always know is coming...
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