Don't tell me how you feel
Just show me what you mean
I want to feel your body
Without spaces in between
Share your deepest secrets
And memories
Paint me a picture of your favourite place
Your favourite place
She's my Miss America
(The one that got away)
I was just too good for her
(Now she's too good for me)
But if I had to take a guess
I would say I had a chance
Coz one in a million
To better than the rest
We could stay up all night
And fill the moon in the sky
See our midnight breath
As it slowly passes by
Watch the morning sunrise
While pretended
Daylight comes in to carry us away
Carry us away
She's my Miss America
(The one that got away)
I was just too good for her
(Now she's too good for me)
But if I had to take a guess
I would say I had a chance
Coz one in a million
To better than the rest
Could do this all on my own
Sure as hell ready to try
(But would)
Would I make things harder
When you could be by my side
She's my Miss America
(The one that got away)
I was just too good for her
(Now she's too good for me)
We're too young to fall in love
(And I often wonder then)
Now I'm none of her concern
(But that has now come to change)
But if I had to take a guess
I would say I had a chance
Coz one in a million
To better than the rest
Coz one in a million
To better than the rest
'Written by ear btw, may not be fully accurate :)' S.Y.
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