Paroles de la chanson Waking Up On A Sunday Afternoon par Alan Corbel
Auteurs: Alan Corbel
Compositeurs: Alan Corbel
Editeurs: Wagram Publishing
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Paroles de la chanson Waking Up On A Sunday Afternoon par Alan Corbel
Summer time is a poem, but you don’t miss me at all
You fell alive once again, but you don’t want me back home
As heaven is so crowded I’d better build my own
Like a season not yet started I’ll be waiting alone
When your garden gets floaded, you’re so damn right to be worried
As heaven is so crowded I’d better build my own
Like a season not yet started I’ll be waiting alone
You fell alive once again, but you don’t want me back home
As heaven is so crowded I’d better build my own
Like a season not yet started I’ll be waiting alone
When your garden gets floaded, you’re so damn right to be worried
As heaven is so crowded I’d better build my own
Like a season not yet started I’ll be waiting alone
Tatoos and blood are dripping around, no ink could fit your skin or mine
Can’t stare at her she looks so terrified, you never know what crosses her mind
What’s going on well deep Inside her head, what’s going on deep inside
Can’t stare at her she looks so terrified, you never know what crosses her mind
What’s going on well deep Inside her head, what’s going on deep inside
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