In the brutal shopping center
We learned to be discrete
Young hoods gazing together
Until we’d start out on the street
I saw you like a lighthouse
Lead me to forever
I follow you
I follow you
Until the last bus comes whenever
You were a dairy girl
No fear no yards to give
Just like the factory girls
You knew Saturday you could live
Couldn’t get close to you
Always kept our distance
There was a real connection
When the packs met
I could feel no resistance
You are my lighthouse
Lead me to forever
I follow you
I follow you
Until the last bus home
At the party later
We remove our tops
It’s summer
The air is hot
15/12/2022 Tuesday 622
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