Lyrics

Stop lights are swayin' People are strange It's driving me backwards When will we meet again? The sky's feeling blue Just like I do And who's gonna tell me And how will it be Two lovers stumblin', losing the ground Who've been in circles, can't make a sound Call it a Monday, Sunday your charm Can't wait to fall into your arms And in your arms I, I felt like home But this fall is cracklin,'I'm on my own again Put your eyes on me Don't bring me down And who's gonna tell me And how will it be Two lovers stumblin', losing the ground Who've been in circles, can't make a sound Call it a Monday, Sunday your charm Can't wait to fall into your arms Into your arms (into your arms, your arms)
Writer(s): Stephan Gade, Roland Spremberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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