turning up day after day If I'd paid attention I'd know you didn't lie Maybe, I should've been listening when you said, goodbye Maybe, I should've been listening
turning up day after day If you'd paid attention you'd have known I didn't lie Maybe you should've been listening when I said goodbye Maybe you should've been listening
The night the music upped and died, died. Been listening all the night-long Been listening all the day. Will I listen for the one you know Will I listen
my old phone I should call one and go home I've been in this club too long The woman that I would try Is happy with a good guy But I've been drinking
It's been a long time since I came around Been a long time but I'm back in town And this time I'm not leavin' without you You taste like whiskey when
someone new But how you supposed to find the one when anyone will come with you Talking to myself but I never listen 'Cause, man, it's been a while,
Watch me as I dance under the spotlight- Listen to the people screaming out more and more, 'Coz I create the feeling that keep 'em coming back, Yeah
Imperfect words inside the perfect song I feel you closer than you are But I've been waiting far too long, too long It's my declaration to anyone who's listening
't know why Are we listening to hymns of offering? Have we eyes to see that love is gathering? All the words that I've been reading Have now started
my life I've been good but now Whoa, what the hell? What What What What the hell? So what if I go out on a million dates? You never call or listen
I've been watching you Movin' through the crowd so gracefully Moonlight falls like diamonds on your golden hair As time stands still I've been the fool
wring you out as I hang you out to C'mon c'mon, get off the phone, please, come home It's been so lonely since you've been gone Your love surround me
A message to the main Oh Seasons come and go But I will never change And I'm on my way [Verse 1 - Tinie Tempah] Let's go Yeah You're listening now They
its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song Every rose has its thorn, yeah, it does I listen to our
It's more than just a mission, hey, hey, hey You hear but you don't listen, hey, hey, hey You better pay attention, hey, hey, hey And get what you been
My hand to God, I didn't mean to After all, look what we've been through Men come in different shades That's how we're made The little house on Ellis
true, she had eyes for me Then one night at a dance she walked up to me And ask me would I meet her down by the creek As I listened to her dangerous
