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Long nights and late mornings sleeping in

Making love until the sunrise appears

It’s hard to remember how my life used to be

Until you showed me how it feels to be loved

Now, I’ll never be the same again

(Chorus)

I’m so into you it’s hard to breathe

When I dream at night you’re all I see

Next to you is where I wanna be

I’m so into you, it’s hard to breathe

I’m so into you and you’re into me

What more do we need?

You’re mine and I’m yours

That’s how it should be

I’m so into you and you’re into me

I searched so long for love and now you’re right here with me

“Love it, so much heart in the lyrics. Do you want it on our next CD?”

I shook my head. “Probably not. I’m not sure if it’s more like a diary entry, something for a damn therapist, or just for me.”

“I take it you haven’t shown it to Wolf yet?”

“Nah, man, what if it scares him off?”

“With that way he looks at you, there’s not a chance in hell that’ll happen.”

Was it possible I’d finally found love?

“Come on, guys, let’s get to it,” Claude shouted. “Before we’re too fucking old to tour.”

It was late before we left after practice, but there he was waiting for me. Like a silhouette in a dream, the mysterious man in the shadows sitting on his Harley, only this time the man was there for me.

“Ready to ride?” He asked, just like a line straight out of a romance novel. Not that I’ve read any…

“Always when it’s with you.”

Away into the night they rode…or something like that.

Will someone please smack the sap out of me?

I write music, not chick lit.

Chapter Four