don't you listen about the moon
when they tell you she doesn't move.
you know, i know that that's not true
because i know she follows you.
and i think that she's the only thing i share with you.
and i think that she's the only thing i share with you.
uhh.uhh.
in the backseat of max's car,
philadelphia gobbles up the stars.
a thousand miles from where you are,
if my arms were long enough i'd reach that far.
and i think longings another thing i share with you,
and i think longings another thing i share with you,
uhh.uhh.
uhh.uhh.
but not for me like i for you.
but not for me like i for you.
but not for me like i for you.
but not for me like i for you.

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