I can think of better days As I look into your eyes And I feel that in a way I know that you´ll be alright
And he walks for a mile It´s his style Baby never acts wild Feels he´s invencible He walks for a while But I never ask why He needs his time in isolation
It´s your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you´ll know What you need to work out soon
I´m gonna whisper in your ear I´ve a lot of things to say to you I´ll give you all my universe You´re all I want and that´s for sure
And he walks for a mile It´s his style Baby never acts wild Feels he´s invencible He walks for a while But I never ask why He needs his time in isolation
It´s your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you´ll know What you need to work out soon
It´s your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you´ll know What you need to work out soon
In your darkest hour Take my hand and I´ll show you Understand it much better I´ll make sure you get there
It´s your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you´ll know What you need to work out soon
It´s your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you´ll know What you need to work out soon
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