Mystery
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you are a mystery that plays with taste
The first time I saw you step in front of my eyes
smiling looking at me without realizing my heart is pounding
there's something different about your calm demeanor
tempting my heart wants to know you more
you are a mystery that plays with taste
until I drift away
drag me to a love
full of beauty
the night is getting late the moonlight is getting dimmer
I'm waiting for your presence to come pick up my dreams
never go restless soul erratic
I'm tired without you frozen in solitude
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