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Maybe if i stop going under,

i won't need to call my punter,

if only i could sail it deep,

cause for touchdowns none weep,

i told you to simply wonder,

if i could make it thunder,

audience applauds my tunes,

i'll come back to Earth soon,

suddenly the world seems small,

thought this feeling would fall,

once the weather turned to Winter,

i'd be running like a sprinter,

i don't want to waste a minute more here,

with the look of a skinny deer,

prove my fears wrong and be with me,

whisper in my ear you too miss me.