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I love weekends, I lie and stare,
At your picture in the air,
Close my eyes and dream of you,
That's all I ever want to do.

Since we met I'm running wild,
Turning cartwheels in the sky,
Laying back upon the clouds
And watch the world go drifting by.

Oh I miss your lovely smile,
That I can sense you with my touch,
My heart knows when you're near,
Your loveliness I miss so much

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