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I have a bottle of wine and a secretThat I'd like to share with youGive me an hour or two and I'd tell you the truthI will wait for youUp on the hill, up on the hillYou know the oneWhere you first took my hand in your handI have a bottle of wine and a blanketThat I'd like to share with youHop on your fancy new bicycle, please, pleaseI will wait for youTropical lights, pale city lightsUp on the hillWill you meet me back there on the hill?Won't you give me a minute of your precious time?Won't you give me an hour of your precious time?Won't you give me a month of your precious time?Won't you give me a decade of your precious time?Won't you hold me and tell me how you like the wine?Won't you smell me and tell me that things will be fine?Won't you travel me home on your fancy new bike?Won't you kiss me and spoon me the rest of my life? From Letras Mania