Westgate

She left him in the sunshine, her short blonde hair He's laying in his bed 'cause he definitely cares That she's gone, she's gone for a long last time The time they spent together was way to fine But she's walking alone, she's walking along the concrete He feels the beat in his heart, she feels it in her feet 'Cause I can't text ya and I cant call ya But I can think about you And I can't kiss ya and I can't fuck ya But I can think about you I can't text ya and I can't touch ya But I think about you And I can't call ya and I can't fuck ya But I can think about you So I'm walking to the Westgate Walking to the Westgate Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate Walking to the Westgate Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate Walking to the Westgate Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate Walking to the Westgate And he feels the breeze in his long brown hair There's nothing in his heart and there's nothing in his hands And the breeze it feels so good on his hot skin 'Cause the things that they did and the places that they saw He met your mum and your dad, he never got bored When he was waiting for you to finish work 'Cause I can't text ya and I cant call ya But I can think about you And I can't kiss ya and I can't fuck ya But I can think about you 'Cause I'm walking to the Westgate Walking to the Westgate Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate Walking to the Westgate