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Nine days' wonder
You taste like peace to me
when you call me pretty.
Although it sounds dumb
but I wanna dance in the rain
till our feet are numb.
I want you to run away with me,
maybe tomorrow
and I'll save you from your sorrow.
But like all good things come to an end,
just like we are meant to be dead,
these little things between you and me
are meant to fade and bury.
Still, until the day you are gone
I wanna know, "what's wrong?"
You can call me babe
And ask me what I ate.
Let's dream a bit more
Let's keep the promises we roar
Let's enjoy the ride
and forget the secrets we hide.
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