Up all night thinking about tomorrow.
Must
admit you were on my mind.
Staring
at your picture in the moonlight,
Longing
just to hold your hand in mine.
You
walk in the room, my heart starts racing.
You
have no idea what you have done.
My
mind is like a rocket on the launch pad
Counting
down to blastoff 3-2-1.
Every
time I think of you it happens.
Every
time I see your perfect smile.
Just
to have a chance to taste your sweet lips
You
know I would fly a million miles.
You
have such a way to make me happy.
There
is nothing that I wouldn’t do
To
hold you in my arms and dance together.
Life
would have no meaning without you.
We
can take this rocket ship together,
Ride
the rings of Saturn and beyond.
There’s
no telling where the flight might take us
When
we count it down… 3-2-1-
Blastoff.
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