| Let the garden I had in me die |
| But I might change my mind |
| You made me change my mind |
| We're water and fire intertwined |
| You light me up inside |
| You get me every time |
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| Sweeping me up like an air balloon |
| Seeing through me like a bad excuse |
| And you're like a warm autumn afternoon |
| I used to know how to keep my cool |
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| But you got me on a tightrope |
| Letting my high hopes out |
| And I can't doubt you, no |
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| Let the garden I had in me die |
| But I might change my mind |
| You made me change my mind |
| We're water and fire intertwined |
| You light me up inside |
| You get me every time |
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| Hit the bullseye, four-leaf clover |
| Way more charm than Casanova's |
| My head resting on your shoulder |
| I was nonchalantly coasting |
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| Till you got me on a tightrope |
| Letting my high hopes out |
| And I don't doubt you, no |
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| Let the garden I had in me die |
| But I might change my mind |
| You made me change my mind |
| We're water and fire intertwined |
| You light me up inside |
| You get me every time |
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