Ballad
Carlos oropeza
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Headlights from passing cars
Like fireflies in a jar
I'm feeling kinda strange
Waiting for this traffic light to change
Rolled down my windows
To let that cool breeze flow
Onramp's in my view
I'm on my way back home to you
Honesuckle so fragrant
Softly fade into the distance
Gently stirs inside of me
Hmmmm...Sweet memory
I'm getting close to you
It's a midnight rendezvous
No need to turn on the lights
'Cause everything's gonna feel all right
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