Letra

I get to thinking that night 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 night 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 little feeling I've 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 little feeling I've 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 Without your love Without your touch This world for me is never gonna be enough Without your love Without your touch This world for me is never gonna be enough Thinking about you as if I lost you Without your love Without your touch This world for me is never gonna be enough Without your love Without your touch This world for me is never gonna be enough
Writer(s): George William Lewis, Zachary Rapp-rovan, Dylan Mamid, Wayne Alexander Bennett, D'angelo Lacey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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