It's almost 3 am and I can't sleep,
Because I can't breathe when I'm not in your arms,
Because all I can think about is those rosy lips
Pressed against my skin in the dead of night.
It's almost 3 am and I'm laying here awake
Thinking of all the things we could be doing,
Lost between your sheets, lost in your arms...
And before I realize it, my alarm goes off
And I open my eyes, close enough to you,
To taste your lips on mine.
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