Half a kiss from those full lips
Why did I have to go?
Because it was late
And the morning sun
Was up and waiting
I couldn't work
I couldn't think
My mind was yours
Developing photos
In dark red light
Secretly in my room
When I saw you next
In the bar alone
You ignored me so well
It hurt but I liked it
Not knowing why
But it seemed right
Then the next time
You were fine again
Clear skinned eyes bright
Smile like a dream
And half a kiss
From those full lips
Oh yes
Half a kiss
And those full lips
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