Come On Get Higher

I miss the sound of your voice
I miss the rush of your skin
I miss the still of the silence
as you breath out
and I breath in
If i could walk on water
If i could tell you whats next
make you believe
make you forget
So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
faith and desire with the swing of your hips



Credits
Writer(s): Mark M. Weinberg, Matt Nathanson
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