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thinking back to yesterday a busride home, the starry sky wishing I'd said everything or drawn a picture of days gone by I hope you don't think that I have nothing to say I'm just tongue-tied distracted by the pink of your cheeks as you're walking away feels like only yesterday a bikeride home in summertime you know what's inside my head and that's just fine, cause now you're mine I know you don't think that I have nothing to say I'm still tongue-tied enchanted by the pink of your cheeks and your smile as you're walking my way From Letras Mania