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Baby why would you want to fight it?

Give me your hand,

We'll take a walk

Under the stars, we'll talk

Don't put up your defences

I know you care by the way you have been acting,

So senseless- you look and  blush and turn away

Did I tell you - I got you right where I want you

and your hooked, you cant get away

You are mine,

Yes you are mine

This, this time....



Lets finish talking

Its your turn to say what you want

Does it feel good to be where you are

Up there with the stars

Watching them shine so brightly

Just as you do

This time,

This time you are mine...