She's a beautiful mess, the kind you love to love
But what happens next
I got a feeling when the sun comes up
I'm gonna wish I had a storm warning
I'm gonna wish I had a sign
I'm gonna wish I had a little heads up
Little lee-way, little more time
Some kind of radar system, locked in on love
I got a feeling by the time the night finds the morning
I'm gonna wish I had a storm warning.
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