Intro: x2 I didn't think, now I'm here Treading water without you My reflection is wry, it's enticing But I couldn't last long here without you I gave it up, the mystique The colors allure me but I can't make out A face in the picture of palm trees The summer of love is a photo of us x2 I lose the thought, and I'm here Reaching for poise as I'm speaking Conversations are dry, and I absolve Playing allured but I'm sleeping I gave it up, the mystique The colors allure me but I can't make out A face in the picture of palm trees The summer of love is a photo of us x3

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