White Summer Dress
Four hundred from here one month today
On a bench one thousand songs played
At the ferris wheel of Centeroo
I sat that day and waited for you
Among the haze of faces and sun I guessed
That you were the girl in the white summer dress
Having a laugh as you searched for me
Began to wonder what today would bring
But across the fence the moment was lost
I took to find how much pizza would cost
Now nine hundred from you this very day
I'm writing you on this chair to say
That I can't wait to leave this place
Fly to you just to see your face
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