Keegan DeWitt
Telephone
I don't know if I can go another minute on the telephoneCall you up, tell you what, you do to me when I'm all aloneI can't sleep anymore my love, I know that I miss youSleep on the telephone, I know, I'll never reach youI wish you could have two of everything beautiful that reminds me of youKiss you when the sun is set and weeping for lovers so seperateI want to see you tonight in the morning hot and brightStreet lamps will slowly alight and the brakes begin their moaningIn the morning, I'll be there.
From Letras Mania