Yes I like stormy weather from my window sill You ain't, yeah, you ain't so clever You got it all made up
But it feels like love, love, love Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch
I sit around to pass the time I try to get it off my mind That I live in a world oh so small That I can't get around at all
And it feels like love, love, love Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch
What did I say? What did I say? What did I say? Oh, I didn't mean it
What did I do to hurt you? Oh, I didn't mean it Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!
I'm not saying it's all made up There's people there to comb your hair But I'll seek out another soul One girl that's so beautiful
That it feels like love, love, love Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch
What did I say? What did I say? What did I say? Oh, I didn't mean it
What did I do to hurt you? What did I do? Oh, I didn't mean it Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!
And it feels like love, love, love, Yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch... [x4]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
