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Like That, Like Them

I was in the cinema one day Staring at a couple at the corner Holding hands Deep in love Like they can’t get enough It kind of makes me think it’s not fair Like we can’t make it work That we just let it burn Just staring at the way he looks at her So adoring Like she’s the only one for him Kind of got me wondering How do we get back To the way it used to feel Cause I want a look like that I want us to hold hands like them I just want a love like that Like them I can’t remember How we got this bad Cause you used to say That I was your own and no one else’s And I used to say That I was hooked and could love no other When did communication end so fast? Damn I bet they call each other At least three or four times a day When did kissing become a thing of the past? We used to look for a place to steal a kiss Just watching the way she kisses him So lingering Like he’s the only one for her Kind of got me pondering How do we get back To the way it used to be Cause I want a kiss like that I want us to call each other like them I really want to be happy like that Like them I know it’s not right To compare our love to theirs Cause they are total strangers And we don’t know what they’ve been through But I see the way she smiles And the way he strokes her hair The way she giggles And the look in his eyes The way they cuddle each other Like they’re the only ones in the theatre I can’t help but think That should be me and you So how can we get back To the way we used to be Cause I want a touch like that I want us to cuddle like them Can’t we be happy like that? Or I’m I asking too much like them I promise to hold you like that If you promise to give me a kiss like that Cause all I want to be in love like that Just like them Inspired by Like Them - Claude Kelly

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