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I fell asleep to the sound of your radio The falling rain batting on your window You're the subject of my conversations I sang a song for you, it's lasted a year now oh oh oh oh oh oh This is the field we pretended we were indians This is the bed where we shared our first kiss Did I mention you are beautiful? I miss my tiger. You're leaning in for a kiss And I can't feel the blood in my lips, Move at all I fell asleep beneath your christmas tree With your mothers little angel watching over me. This is the field we pretended we were indians This is the bed where we shared our first kiss Did I mention you are beautiful? I miss my tiger. I miss my tiger. I really do. From Letras Mania