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Ankor Automatic

[Verse 1]
The sun is set but no sleeping tonight
Our bodies move as one
By the time the moon melts away
We will have touched the stars
Right where we are
Music starts to fill the room
Turn off the light to let it bloom
Come and play, start the game on my skin

[Verse 2]
Who would have thought this would happen?
I used to imagine
Taking control of this moment
Taking your clothes off
Feel how we're changing the rhythm, hand on my hip, breath on your ear
I could believe this is heaven
Let's make it last longer
Your hands on my naked shoulders
It isn't over, it's just begun

[Chorus]
Is it happening? Is it in my head?
Both spending the night dancing on my bed
I don't want it to end
Don't let the sun in
Tonight is our night
Let's make love again
Just for now make me forget
All that I care is now in our hands
One last time we won't regret
That night we spent dancing on my bed

[Verse 3]
Open eyes, all I see are rays of light
Bottles of wine and the smell of last night
So today we'll play again
The same game
Now we both knew this would happen
No need to imagine
Losing control of this moment
No air between us
Now it's us setting the pace
Changing the rhythm
Again and again and again

[Pre-Chorus]
Just for now make me forget
All that I care is now in our hands
One last time we won't regret
That night we spent dancing on my bed

[Chorus]
Is it happening? Is it in my head?
Both spending the night dancing on my bed
I don't want it to end
Don't let the sun in
Tonight is our night
Let's make love again
Is it happening? Is it in my head?
Both spending the night dancing on my bed
I don't want it to end
Don't let the sun in
Tonight is our night
Let's make love again

[Outro]
Feeling you here, kissing my lips
A kind of magic
Tasting my skin, turning me on
It's automatic
Feeling you here, kissing my lips
A kind of magic
Tasting my skin, turning me on
It's automatic
Feeling you here, kissing my lips
A kind of magic
Tasting my skin, turning me on
It's automatic
Feeling you here, kissing my lips
A kind of magic
Tasting my skin, turning me on
It's automatic


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