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Morning came, I'm eating nectarines You're still fast asleep Taking our time, no tears left to dry 'Cause you're the only thing to me The sun bleeds through the curtain sheets It hits you perfectly I'll never find any reason of mine How I deserved you and me And as we wither And the wrinkles on our face start to show I'll be here happily, my sweet nectarine If I could pry open what I hide deep inside And stay as true as the sky As each day folds and the more clothes that we fold There's nothin' left to hide And as we wither And the wrinkles on our face start to show I'll be here happily, my sweet nectarine From Letras Mania