Summer Night

It’s too hot to cuddle

So we just hold hands instead

I can’t see you

But I know I’m staring

Straight into your eyes

And you’re looking back

Into mine

We talk in the darkness

Over the buzz of the fans

Late night talks

About life

Then, now

And what’s still to come

It’s too hot to cuddle

So we just hold hands instead

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