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I'd be content with a place on your mirror Under your graduation photos And I would comply with a wallet-size Tucked behind my licence I saved the receipt from our dinner on 8th street That little place on the corner And where we used to make smiles locked for a while Before we made our way back home And this is about as PG as it gets in this back seat And I hope hit every red light To lean over, to deliver And I hope hit every red light For you, but mostly for me too The door shuts, the window makes its way on down Would you come closer as a lock of hair falls in your face Your two eyes look up Your two eyes look up And like a kid you brush the hair back With your breath You make the cutest faces sometimes I guess things will never change Letras de cancionesAnd I hope hit every red light To lean over, to deliver And I hope hit every red light For you, but mostly for me too We can make it if you trust me We can conquer anything We can make it if you trust me, trust me Could someone please destroy this elevator feeling That's moving through my chest Let's watch the planes land And hope that one day ours will come in too And I hope hit every red light To lean over, to deliver And I hope hit every red light For you, but mostly for me too I'd be content with a place on your mirror Under your graduation photos And I would comply with a wallet-size Tucked behind my licence From Letras Mania