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Walk up to her door Anticipation is rising Fearful of the unknown Will she even like me She opens the door Greets me with a smile Press her lips to mine And hold her tight What are you thinking This is all just a dream She has her fancy And you've got your fantasy Still I lie awake at night Hoping you might find me In these blankets wrapped tight The lonliness hides me We take a drive Stop at the first red light And her hand clasps mine A perfect fit to remind What are you thinking This is all just a dream She has her fancy And you've got your fantasy Walk up to her door Anticipation is rising Letras de cancionesFearful of disappoint Will she grow to love me She opens the door Greets me with a smile Press her lips to mine And kiss her goodbye From Letras Mania