The Rush I Get

Singing Sunday Morning on my way back home from yours
As I walk with a skip
With the taste of your lips adored

Won't see you for another two weeks so I just sigh
But I'm glad that at least
I gave you a proper goodbye

Oh, there's nothing quite like a first kiss
And for the next few weeks
You'll be the one I miss

Oh, call me while you're gone when you happen to be free
Because inevitably
I'll have to sing you to sleep

I just need to hear your voice once before I knock out
And I'm counting the days
Before you'll be back in town

Oh, there's nothing quite like a first kiss
And for the next few weeks
You'll be the one I miss

I'll sing you every song that I write
To exclaim that I'm the happiest man alive



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Villegas
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