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Daylight Saving
As the day shorten
The night grow longer
And more time is spent in the bed
I sit here yarning for your touch
For your voice to caress my curve
For your lips to touch my skin
And when the sun come up
All I want is it to go down
To start this pattern again
The night grow longer
And more time is spent in the bed
I sit here yarning for your touch
For your voice to caress my curve
For your lips to touch my skin
And when the sun come up
All I want is it to go down
To start this pattern again
Published 25th Nov 2011
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