The sun goes down another night you've left me here alone You still don't know I understand just what's been going on When morning come your conscience make your hand pick up the phone Don't call me your darling from another woman's home How would you like someone's arms around me while you're gone And see him touch my lips and share the true love you have known Someday the phone will ring and you will find your girl has gone Don't call me your darling from another woman's home How would you like someone's armsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
