Lyrics

There's a black sky over you Look above the trees People gone off of the street Cold steel chair is freezing me Every moment on repeat Stood beside the laundry sign I've never met a girl like you Do you know that you drive me crazy I hope that you do You never sit still on the phone You knew that I was cold all along Make your mind up Let me know you'd never get enough Pack your bags up Let's move to La Rondinaia Make your mind up Let me know you'd never get enough Pack your bags up Let's move to La Rondinaia Drinking wine, I call this time Come meet me, are you in Hackney? Do you know that you drive me crazy I think that you do Make your mind up Let me know you'd never get enough Pack your bags up Let's move to La Rondinaia Make your mind up Let me know you'd never get enough Pack your bags up Let's move to La Rondinaia
Writer(s): Laurel Anne Chartow, Thomas Gerard Beaumont Skyrme Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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