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I found my home now I'm back to drifting I miss the feeling she gave me of belonging If I was only going to lose it In a way I wish I'd never known it I still want someone that I can't have But now it's someone that I once had It no longer matters that I'll never Kiss the lips, hold the hand Of last summer's constant companion Of last summertime's obsession It's the touch of a different hand I'm missing Lips I've kissed already that I want to be kissing I was careless with a precious gift With what we'd found, with what had come around I was careless with a precious gift With what we'd found, with what had come around Around From Letras Mania