(White Lines) Vision dreams of passion(Blowin’ through my mind) and all the while I think of you
(High price) a very strange reaction
(For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do
(Something like a phenomenon) Baby!
(Tellin your body to come along, but white lines blow away) yeah;)
-I can feel you singing it while you reading) Blowin’ through my mind)hua....;)
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