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Sangtekst: Laura Cantrell. Not The Tremblin' Kind. Two Seconds.


I met a guy in a west coast town, had four walls to bring him down.
And he sometimes speaks of you, the way that you want him to.
Late at night he?d reminisce, over the lips he used to kiss.
And his hand upon your hip, why don?t you send him a line.
Cause I?m almost certain, That he?s going crazy.

For two seconds of your love.

Two seconds of your love, Is all I need from you.
Two seconds of your time, that?s enough to say we?re through.
Two beats of your heart, enough to know we?ll never part.
Two seconds of your love, that?s all I ever want.

I never thought that he?d go that far, lost his job and he stole a car.
And he?s running back to you, the way you?d want him to.
Late at night I reminisce, over the lips I used to kiss.
And your hand upon my wrist, why don?t you send me a line.
Cause I?m almost certain, that I?m going crazy.

For two seconds of your love.

Two seconds of your love, Is all I need of you.
Two seconds of your time, that?s enough to say we?re through.
Two beats of your heart, enough to know we?ll never part.
Two seconds of your love, it?s all I ever want.

Two seconds of your love, Is all I need of you.
Two seconds of your time, that?s enough to say we?re through.
Two beats of your heart, enough to know we?ll never part.
Two seconds of your love, it?s all I ever want.