On one long summer night
We were out of mind and out of sight.
Just laying in the bed of your truck, without a worry in the world and living on luck.
As we stare at the stars above,
You could tell that sewer drunk on love.
One slight kiss full of subtle bliss,
makes me realize that all that matters is this
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