Kissing - Bliss
The red light of the sun
Slowly descending
The sky is all I see it's never ending
We could fly you and I
On a cloud
Kissing kissing
The wind plays with the leaves
The weather turns colder
But as long as we believe
Love doesn't get older
We could fly
You and I
On a cloud
Kissing
Kissing
On a journey of the heart
There's so much to see
And when the sky is dark
You'll be right here
Right here with me
Right here with me
Kissing
Kissing
Kissing
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