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(You young punks go to the movies a couple times,
Do a little necking
And you think you're in love.
I've never seen anything like it.)

Just one more dose of your lips against my neck
But the door won't close
Maybe that is for the best
Under saturn's light, drifting on a band of clouds
Your hand on my thighs, i could stay a few more hours
(i love you norah, do you love me?)
(i think so, but how can you tell when love is mature?)
Nothing you could do
To keep me from your heat
I'll blame it on your bed though and the divot in between
And when we kiss in your kitchen when no one's watching
Keeping my eyes closed, i got no plans of stopping
Your weight on me, is this a dream?
Always longing to be someone you see
Stuck inside my head, but what's unsaid?
(mature love has something of the other
Kind of love in it, and something more)

I wanna know your life, reassurance what isn't real
You've been a satellite orbiting my brain for years
Your hand in mine, its lame but i always swoon
Each time we kiss and you say i'll see you soon

One day i'll take the time to count the freckles on your skin
I like to think they're from the thousand ways you seem to win
At a steady pace, chasing an idealistic life
Standing on your front porch now, thank you for leaving on the light
Your weight on me, is this a dream?
Always longing to be someone you see
Stuck inside my head, but what's unsaid?

(then after awhile, there's a stage that some people call puppy love)

(and it really was important,
As it taught a person how to love
And be loved)
(its peculiar, unselfish, cooperative)
(when i get serious about someone, i want to have that kind of love)
(thats a good idea dear)