We'll meet up in the middle for coffee
Or a scone, a cake or something of that kind
We'll talk about our plans for the future
And realise yours is the same as mine
We'll say
Maybe we can meet up in the middle
Oh golly gee wouldn't that be grand
We'll pack our bags together in the winter
And head for Miami and the sand
Meet me on the beach in Miami?
We can bury our feet in the sand
There's the sea, the breeze and all in between
Oh wouldn't that be grand
But most of all I'd be beside you
And create one of a kind
Maybe I'd be beside you
Maybe you'd be the one that's mine
But reality strikes in an instance
You say you've got places to be
And why would I think of the distance?
Cause I'm making a mess of my best friend
Except that's always how the story begins to end
And I guess, that's totally grand
Meet me on the beach in Miami?
We can bury our feet in the sand
There's the sea, the breeze and all in between
Oh wouldn't that be grand
But most of all I'd be beside you
And create one of a kind
Maybe I'd be beside you
Maybe you'd be the one that's mine
This heart of mine gets lost in the distance
And I realise it's not you it's me
I've fallen too hard for you
And committed all the cliches there could be
Lost in the distance
Falling hard but I can't jump the cross
Jumped in an instant
Is it worth it?
All the things I'd say to you
All the things I've said to you
Can I meet you on the beach in Miami?
We can bury our feet in the sand
Maybe you'd meet me in the middle
I'll book you in advance
But most of all I'd be beside you
And create one of a kind
But if you'd meet me in four years
That'd be kinda grand
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A Collection of Hims
RomanceThis compilation of songs is just a way for me to vent out many feelings of many moments in my life. Some songs are from experiences, some just from imagination. Currently, I don't believe I'm achieving anything I deem important for my life. Maybe t...
