I miss the sound of your voice
I miss the rush of your skin
I miss the still of the silence
As you breath out
And I breath in
If i could walk on water
If i could tell you whats next
Make you believe
Make you forget
So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire with the swing of your hips
Writer(s): Mark Weinberg, Matt Nathanson
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