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Dreams and wishes, like shooting stars Coming up rushes I want to white out I want to white out I want to feel you deep inside I want to feel you deep inside I want to feel you, yeah Kizza me Lesa, why not Curse wild, windy linen Warm life, so and so I want to white out I want to come on out Dreams and wishes, shooting stars Coming up rushes, ok, ok I want to white out I want to white out That's enough, baby From Letras Mania