Private Ale

Stampa   |   Correggere

I wonder down these streets all by myself
Think of my future now
I just don't know
I don't seem to care
I stop to notice that
I'm by your home
I wonder if you're sitting all alone
Or is your boyfriend there

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sight
And through my veins temptation flows
Whoa hoa
Out here

So I sit down here on the hard concrete
Think of my future now
I just don't know
I don't seem to care
So I sit across the street from your home
I wonder if you're sitting all alone
Or is your boyfriend there

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sight
And through my veins temptation flows
Whoa hoa
Out here

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sight
And through my veins temptation flows
Whoa hoa
Out here






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