On the bed two half-eaten croissants.
We'll soon be out on the boulevards.
We have to fly back home again.
You paint a ring on my finger with your black marker-pen.
We're all about each other.
We're all about each other.
What we are all after.
I have to zoom in on your laughter.
We sleep over and we're late again.
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