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I want it to be like this the whole summer
I want to see your face every minute
And spend my time rotting in your room
Ignoring the fact that you're leaving soon
Stubborn as hard as a goat's horn
I get frantic, too far from romantic
Ooh, yesterday I saw you bloom
Today has been nothing but gloom
All the places that I've dreamed of
Can never be reached anymore