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Just a fling?

Yes, just a summer.

Just to push the swing.

Phone starts to ring.

It's him.

It's him.

Lights go dim.

Not even ten.

Crying myself to sleep is a chore.

But it's never been this easy before.

Everyone says I'm done for.

Suddenly caught, I'm in a war.

For him,

yeah him.

Let me go out on a limb,

to tell you I was dreaming of him.

Mind on relay.

Him on replay.

Let us go dump our tray.

Yet here we lay.

Thought it was just my dream.

We make a pretty good team.

Again, to go out on a beam.

Towards him, I will always lean.

Just a summer thing.

Yes, it was just a fling.

Just to push the swing.

And now it's mine that rings.

And I missed the taste of his tongue on my lips.

Taking a few too many sips.

Yeah, he always gave me the greatest tips.

Now here we are, just touching hips.

No more time to play.

Mind on relay.

Tired, here we lay.

Him on replay.

Homeward bound.

His voice is my favorite sound.

My love for him comes in mounds.

Because together, we are bound.

Forever, it's him.

Always, on him.

Him, him,

him, him.