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This wasn't average love
More of the grandest kind
The in your face type
Reflecting dried up eyes
Tell the Telephone man
No need to check the line
Signal clear message sent
I get it just fine
An emotional rush
Going down my spine
The Perfect drug
Never knew it'd get so high
Take a moment now
Relax your mind
This is what happens next
and the growing climb
Baby I'm Soul searching
Yeah I'm on a ride
I mean to tell the truth
No slowing down I'm on drive
Don't know right from wrong
I'll do just fine
First off second hand
Let it do it's time
