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I found a box, ’of photographs, a couple letters and a backstage pass
The one you stole at warp tour
In a cloud of dust, you held me close, pushed our way up to the very first row
From that moment I was all yours

And I bet you don’t have a clue, that I’m thinking about you

First touch, first kiss, that rush, I miss,
The way you moved me (you never forget your)
First love, first risk, you don’t forget
The way your heart hurts
You never forget your first
You never forget your first

Sat on the bluffs till the sun came up
Took all night just to get the guts
To whisper, I love you
But sometimes love is bittersweet
And we were chasing different dreams
I wonder where you are now

And I bet you don’t have a clue, that I’m thinking about you

First touch, first kiss, that rush, I miss,
The way you moved me (you never forget your)
First love, first risk, you don’t forget
The way your heart hurts
You never forget your first
You never forget your first

Don't know what you got till it’s gone, and now I don’t what to do
Cause this old shoebox I founds, got me thinking about you!
Ya I’m thinking about you

First touch, first kiss, that rush, I miss,
The way you moved me (you never forget your)
First love, first risk, you don’t forget
The way your heart hurts
You never forget your first
You never forget your first

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