Came my way on a summer day Flying out of broken soil Safe to say that you blinded me I saw you and my sight was sore Met your lips in the dead of night And took you on the kitchen floor Good god, I got it bad for you babe Guess I dont know anything about it Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room And Ill tell you how I feel but I dont want to speak too soon So I just pray its all true Well you dont know much about me Ill explain it as best I can Im afraid of getting rich just to find out It was fools gold in my pan Time is wasted on a boy who is faking Pretending just to be a man Good god, I got it bad for you babe Guess I dont know anything about it Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room And Ill tell you how I feel but I dont want to speak too soon So I just pray its all true Oh, and I just pray its all true Guess I dont know anything about it Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room And Ill tell you how I feel but I dont want to speak too soon So I just pray its all true
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