Balcony from Celebrator by Dear Boy

Don’t spend your kiss

On some bloody balcony

You might miss your chance to wait

I’ll find you fire

With some midnight surgery

While the planet separates



I wanna be almost in your arms again

Kinda be close to where you are

I wanna be almost in your heart again

The kind of love that isn’t ours

The kind of love that isn’t ours



Don’t be down

You’ll find hope all by yourself

Would you leave your own escape?

Lost your voice

But I hear music underneath

It’s a calling taking shape



I wanna be almost in your arms again

Kinda be close to where you are

I wanna be almost in your heart again

The kind of love that isn’t ours

The kind of love that isn’t ours

The kind of love that isn’t ours

The kind of love that isn’t ours

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