Into you.
In between jobs,
Walking on flip flops,
Live of the dreamers,
Yet some thing to miss...
In between days,
Radio plays hunter hays,
Live of the boots,
Back to my roots,
Yet some thing to miss...
In between forever,
Never say never,
I can not wait,
This line is not strait,
Will it become anytime soon?
In between the universe,
There is nothing more,
Then the door that leads to you,
How could I miss?
If only you where not too green,
To have forseen,
That I am into you,
Even if I strike off as a little bleu,
You can not miss...
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