Hemingway - Constellations | Текст песни

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You painted a picture for me
without a frame.
Lost all the inspiration you never had anyways.
Swimming in the ocean we take
off our clothes.
Boys who love girls in the summer.
It's a beautiful day.

Counting constellations far from home.
I want everything to do with you
staring up at the heavens.
Soon the fun is gone.
Its another boring day.
Missing all the friends
that you never had anyways.

The sun holds above my head and ruins my clothes.
How could something so invasive be so beautiful.
Pink skies spill in your eyes and this feels like home.
Should I ever let you know what it meant to me, what it meant to be.

I don't really want you to go (x4)

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