Oh Good times I find that Im missing you again Miss, the salt, and the sea And the nights without sleep Where am I? I dont care if maps and atlases guide me there I miss you I miss you Oh Good times If I call will you rub my knuckles raw Baptise me In the ghost let me feel let me see And Im sick in my body Im sick in my mind Its fine Just a change of time Amd what weve told to every girl I find That Im dreaming Of another world Ooooh I miss you I miss youYou might also like1
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