Daydreamer, sittin’ on the seat / Soaking up the sun, he is a real lover, makin’ up the past and feeling up his girl like he’s never felt her figure before. / Jaw-dropper / Looks good when he walks, is the subject of their talks. / He would be hard to chase, but good to catch and he could change the world with his hands behind his back, Oh… You can find him sittin’ on your doorstep. / Waiting for the surprise. / It will feel like he’s been there for hours and you can tell that he’ll be there for life. Daydreamer, with eyes that make you melt, he lends his coat for shelter plus he’s there for you when he shouldn’t be, but he stays all the same, waits for you and then sees you through. There’s no way I could describe him / All I say is, just what I’m hoping for / But I will find him sittin’ on my doorstep / Waiting for the surprise /It will feel like he’s been there for hours / And I can tell that he’ll be there for life / And I can tell that he’ll be there for life.
segunda-feira, dezembro 08, 2008
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