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Text: Finch. What It Is To Burn. Stay With Me.

Once again your eyes make it hard to say goodbye
So I'll just keep driving
Where do you wanna go?
It doesn't really matter as long as you are here with me
With me, with me

Whoa, there's something in the air tonight
Something that makes me feel alive and I say
Whoa, what were the words that you said to me
That made me feel so special now?

Once again your eyes make it hard to ask you why
So I sit here knuckles tight
Hands against the wheel
Your head against the glass and you mean so much to me
To me, to me

Whoa, there's something in the air tonight
Something that makes me feel alive and I say
Whoa, what were the words that you said to me
That made me feel so special ?

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Stay with me
Cigarettes and open air, hand in hand
And I said, "Stay with me
'Coz every star that I see is brighter than the last"

So stay with me
Cigarettes and open air, hand in hand
And I said, "Stay with me
'Coz every star that I see is brighter than the last"

So stay with me
Cigarettes and open air, hand in hand
And I said, "Stay with me
'Coz every star that I see is brighter than the last"
So stay with me