.Her mouth, it was moving, but no sound was coming out
And your back, it was turning, around
We were, always dreaming, of a day that would never come
Los Angeles, Lost Angeles, I'm burning up for you
Hanging out the window, holding on to an afternoon.
She knew, how to teach those, .
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