I get to thinking that I, that I should call you I like to think about the first time that I saw you Thinking about you as if I lost you
I get to thinking that I, that I should call you I like to think about the first time that I saw you Thinking about you as if I lost you
It's the sickest kinda feeling I got, won't leave me alone When you can get your hands out and you want every little chance that I got I'll give it away for free
It's the sickest kinda feeling I got, won't leave me alone When you can get your hands out and you want every little chance that I got I'll give it away for free
We love to love We love to touch This world for me is never gonna be enough
We love to love We love to touch This world for me is never gonna be enoughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
