Tomorrow is just another day When I let the sunshine meet my conscience You told me stories, gave me new ideas Pretend only you, you know the answers
I wait longing for you baby 'Cause you know, and I know
Do you want a piece of mine?
Our thing was made to last
Yet another day is waiting Now, love don't mean nothing
Do you want a piece of mine?
Our thing was made to last
Do you want a piece of mine?
Our thing was made to last
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