We're looking at the same moon, though miles apart.
We're wishing on the same star.
We're wishing on the same star.


We're packing a giant cake to jump out of, sun tan lotion and chocolate chip cookies.
I've gone back to blonde, and will put a headscarf in my hair, just to feel the part.
Let's hit the open road baby.
If you need me, I'll be hiding under a sun hat somewhere on a stretch of sand.
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