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Dinner with friends in cities where none of us live
The face that somebody makes when you give 'em a gift
Every once in a while when I wake up early without tryin' and catch a sunrise
The feelin' you feel when you're looking at something you made
The layers and ruffles of my favorite pink-champagne cake
My home state of Texas, the sky there and horses and dogs, but none of their laws
The shape of his eyes
The shape of his nose
The cute way he mispronounces certain words
The smell of his clothes
The things I would miss from the other side, mm-mm-mm
Intimate convos that go way into the night
The way that the sun on my floor makes a pattern of light
And early in June when the fireflies first start to glow never gets old
The shape of his heart
My shoes by his door
He loves me in all of the ways that I've never felt love before
Things I would miss from the other side, mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
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