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I dont wanna slip

I dont wanna trip
fallin in love again cause
that's the way it's always been

wanna get a ride
it's the time of my life
pickin up the peaces that I know I left behind

I can feel it, comming back again
got to give it one more try, givin up is not my style, no

The more I learn the less I know
about this thing called love
The more I touch the less I feel
It's hard to know what's real

I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love

I dont wanna drift
from the touch you lived
Feelings that I can't deny
when I look into your eyes

What I'm gotta do
when I'm talking to you
once it's getting kind of hard
cause it's comming from my heart

I can feel it, comming back again
got to give it one more try, givin up is not my style, no

The more I learn the less I know
about this thing called love
The more I touch the less I feel
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It's hard to know what's real

I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love

I'am not giving up
I Get lost sometimes
got to give it one more try, givin up is not my style, no

I can feel it, I can feel it, comming back again
I can feel it, I can feel it, comming back again

I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love

The more I learn the less I know
about this thing called love
The more I touch the less I feel
It's hard to know what's real

I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love

I can feel it, I can feel it, comming back again
I can feel it, I can feel it, comming back again

I'm looking up and every time I'm blinded by the sun
Can you teach me how to love

How to love
How to love
(can you hear me) Ohh how to love
Hmm how to love