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Get Lost in the Pouring Rain

So feeble

we fumble

bodies tangling, intertwining

we get lost in the moment,

in the rush

drifting off to our own space

 

No time like the present

we’re looking for answers in the pouring rain

 

If you could get by

for one night

without looking for the answers

 

If you could

for one night

love me just the same

 

Everybody needs something

to j...

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