Jeanette Biedermann
You Call Me On The Phone
You´re calling on the phone
You know that I´m alone
And than I hear the words
You´re doing more than flirt
I just don´t know how you´re gettin´ to this
Honey I don´t agree
It´s such a pretty day
Turns me on an´on´
To feel the warm sun
To see the blue sky
Makes me wanna fly
And I have to say
It´s great to make out, boy
When it´s a sunny, sunny day
You wake me up by dawn
An wanna be my storm
I shove you to the side
To me there´s something wrong
Let´s just wait now
For the sun to be strong
Baby, I can foresee
I know the perfect place
Makes me goin´strong
I can´t feel no wrong
And you´re here to stay
Taking me all the way
From Letras Mania