She smiles in a big way
The way a girl like that smiles
When the world is hers
She held your eyes
Out in the breezeway
Down by the shore
In the lazy summer
And she pulled you in
And she bit your lip
And she made you hers
She looked deep into you
As you lay together
Quiet in the grasp of
Dusk and summer
But you've already lost
But you've already lost
But you've already lost
When you only have
Barely enough to hang on
[Chris Carrabba, 2006]
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