"Forecast"
Well I heard that it might be raining बिस्तर sheets and lover's words
Let's throw out the hotel comforter and hang the 'do not disturb'
Sign me up for the storm
I'll wear my suit for the shower
Cause I'll have आप to keep me warm in the coldest hour
And when the darkness falls under your hair, there I'll be
And crazy is the forecast all week
Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, delicate like a snowflake
Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, I can taste आप all over my face
And everyone might find it foolish to not be counting on the sun
But your mouth is my umbrella now
Because...
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