Lyrics

Here I'm sittin' and it's getting cold The morning rain's against my window pane While the world it looks so cold and grey In my mind I drift away When I'm on my way to a tropic island You would always say I was a dreamer You were right... Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics Forget our love and leave this place behind me Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics And prove myself that I can live without your love Here I'm sittin' in the midday plane The sun is shining on my face again Thinking 'bout the way it had to end Now I'm sittin' here alone And it's not the way we were together I want you to know I'm gonna miss you Miss you bad... Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics Forget our love and leave this place behind me Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics And prove myself that I can live without your love Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics Forget our love and leave this place behind me Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics And prove myself that I can... (Live without your love) (Live without your love...)
Writer(s): Peter Wijn De Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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