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Can I paint you a picture in your mind?
A simple summer night of you and I.
Laying in the park under the sky,
I can't stop staring into your eyes.
Even with the stars above shouting my name,
There is nothing that can tear me away.
Squeaking swing chains, no children in sight
A hint of whiskey fills the night.
The warmth of your body is all I need,
To know there is no place I'd rather be.
So lean in close so you will see,
That all you want, is to be here with me.