Pretty, if the sun won't shine I'll be coming up to meet you, I'll be there to make you mine You're pretty, if the rain will pour I'll be knocking at your window I'll be begging you for more It's as if you've come along too soon And I'm trying to fit you in but I can't seem to follow You're a cutie, if it all falls through We can piece it back together, I can learn to trust you too You're just, too good, to lose and I can't refuse So don't make me choose between the two I'm fed up in here in my atmosphere Don't you know who you are you're my shooting star Your pretty, teach me wrong from right Cos in love there are no answers and in life there is no lie You're pretty, if the sun won't shine now you've come this far to meet me and I know, I know you're mine You're just, too good, to lose and I can't refuse So don't make me choose between the two I'm fed up in here in my atmosphere Don't you know who you are you're my shooting star Don't you know who you are, you're my shooting star...
Air Traffic
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