Wild Strawberries

We walk on the path
in the forest
We walk and slide
but we always hold our hands
I feel so warm when I hold you
In a place full of people
only in you I feel the heat
In the verse of the song
I touch you shyly while I hold you
In the chorus you touch me and we dance
We laugh
This is how we feel alive, like wild strawberries

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