I'm a puppet on a string
Tracy Island, time-traveling
Diamond cutter shaped heartaches
Come to find you four in some velvet morning
Years too late
She's a silver lining lone ranger riding
Through an open space
In my mind when she's not right there beside me
I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can't help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is "Are you mine?"
Well, Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
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