04. The Salt Plains

THE SALT PLAINS - Ange Boxall

Blinded by the darkness of his eyes
She shyly turns to one side
He holds his gaze on her flushed skin
She nervously breathes in

He wants her
She wants him

They say that it’s like riding a bike
They can’t know what it’s like
She wants to ride over the hill
But something inside keeps her still

He wants her
She wants him

Riding through the salt plains
Ooh, tasting all the years
Riding through the salt plains
Of sweat and tears

It’s been so long since she’s been held
To her it feels like a brand new world
She's taken back to sweet sixteen
Going some place she’s not been

He wants her
She wants him

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