It's 8 in the morning.
I wake up in London town.
I think about calling you.
But i don't, i don't wanna wake you now.
Maybe it's the way you sip your tea, that might remind me.
Maybe it's the way you smoke yor sigarett, that look in your eyes but(o o o)(ey ey).
I'd never let them go, cause all this life is beautifuul if you can find it, i just want for you to knoow that the world is ours and if i had you in my arms, what i would do what i would do.
With you.
With you.
It feels like a lifetime, that i have been gone, when my lips can touch yours.
I swear to god, that i would hold you close and keep you in my arms.
Cause all this life is beautifuul if you can find it, i just want for you to knoow the world is ours and if i had you in my arms, what i would what i would dooo.
When i come home pleas let me hand, let me fall down against your skin cause it's cold and you starts to keep me gooiing (mhh mhh) all this life is beautifuul if you can find it, i just want for you to knoow that the world is ours, and if i had you in my arms what i would do what i would do.
With you.
With you.
I would do with you.
