Not Completely Blonde все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
The Coffee SongHe makes me coffee, he knows just what I like
He doesn’t know me, but I can tell he’s my type
Oh he’s amazing
But I’m just someone in line.
Verse 2
Every morning, I sit in that arm chair
I hope that no one catches me as I stare
The MomentHow did I get here? In this hole so deep
Formed from my own naivety, mixed with a lack of sleep
Lying here thinking, what where why and how
These questions running through my mind that I cannot allow
Bridge
Cause I… just got swept up in the moment