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The sun got stuck, as it's making its way back down
We find ourselves, in a familiar part of town
And all that I've seen means nothing to me, without you
So when I see you next we'll make the most of it
Tell the sun to start moving again
The taste of your kiss I've still got on my lips
And I'll take you there with me
Head crashed down, air conditioned myself to sleep
A great night out, that will continue to the end of the week
And all that I've seen means nothing to me, without you
So when I see you next we'll make the most of it
Tell the sun to start moving again
The taste of your kiss I've still got on my lips
And I'll take you there with me
It's you and me connected to a satellite
It's you and me and love through a machine
It's you and me connected to a satellite
It's you and me and love through a machine
So when I see you next we'll make the most of it
Tell the sun to start moving again
The taste of your kiss I've still got on my lips
And I'll take you there with me
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