Lyrics

It's not your style To live and let live The less that i need The more that you give On a runaway train Over and over again I'm getting used to you I'm getting used to you... But I wish you were here I wish you were her Like nobody else in the world Wish you were here Wish you were her Wish you were here Wish you were her You always leave But you never go The more that i need The less that i know We fell out of the sky Fighting the tears in our eyes I'm getting over you I'm getting over you...
Writer(s): Davey Moor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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