we might kiss
when we are alone
when nobody’s watchin’
we might take it home
we might make out
when nobody's there
it's not that we're scared
it's just that it's delicate
we might live
like never before
when there's nothin’ to give well,
how can we ask for more?
we might make love
in some sacred place
that look on your face
is delicate
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