Having trouble sleeping. This constant compromise Between thinking and breathing. Could it be I’m suffering Because I’m never give in? Won’t say that I’m falling in love Tell me
Songs of the CORINNE BAILEY-RAE
And they told me I don’t need to worry. Summer came like cinnamon So sweet, Little girls double-dutch on the concrete. Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s
Me and Candice waking up to a heat wave Mother’s in the garden inviting everyone Ooh, we cut up our old jeans and go outside Neighbour’s always smiling with
Just like an angel off the page, You have appeared to my life, Feel like I’ll never be the same, Just like a song in my heart, Just like
Maybe you’ve been pouring everything into this your mistake of this attends to agony, you can’t predict this when it comes to it, You can’t hide from me, but