Somewhere, we’re out there In a parallel universe
And someday, when I’m all grown up I’m gonna ride my bike into the pouring rain
What if we were sixteen For the rest of our lives?
We wouldn’t have to worry Only about walking in the pouring rain
When I’m nearly And I’m out of breath
to you?
bright
Don’t the new
the new
In my I’m lunch my high school friends
And I’m If the the will die
When I’m nearly And I’m out of breath
to you?
bright
Don’t rude
When I’m nearly And I’m out of breath
to you?
bright
Don’t rude
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the new