On the Lips

I watch David Blaine
Find myself believing
In anything
In many things

I watch David Blaine
Find myself believing
In anything
In anything

Where would I kiss you
If I could kiss you
Why would I kiss you
If I could kiss you

I'm sorry I'm high, let's go
Sometimes I cry 'cause I know
I'll never have all the answers
Separated by a subway transfer

I watch you disappear
As my train rolls away
I know you could've kissed me
But I'll have to wait

Where would I kiss you
If I could kiss you?
Why should I kiss you
If I could kiss you?



Credits
Writer(s): Greta Kline
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