It Must Be...
Seems a lot of waiting is all I can do right now
Maybe sleep in between
Seems a lot of thumb twisting is all that's left for me
Killing time so to speak
Or maybe write a song
bout where I don't belong
Seems like every day you're just one more step away from me
Someday soon I should see
Seems a lot of thoothpicking is all that's left for me
Clean my nails in between
Or maybe write a song
bout where I don't belong
Or maybe write a song
bout you and me with the leaves turning green
Silly me, I must be dreaming
bout me and you cause that's all I seem to do
Silly me, I must be dreaming
It must be...
Autor(es): Fiebo Scholtens