I toss and turn as I try to sleep,
Worrying about the slightest thing;
I begin to wonder about you and me,
And what our future together will bring.
I clearly don't understand what to see,
The sun may be shinning down,
Yet, I don't know if we're meant to be;
"Cause I'm falling to the ground.
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The Girl With The Gift
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