When we were barely hangin' I couldn't get you off my mind We were like the ocean If the rivers had gone dry
Some of us follow seasons For reasons we don't know why anyways But you dont have to worry, baby You dont have to fret No, you dont have to worry, baby Without you I'm a mess Without you I'm a mess Without you I'm a mess Darling, I'm a mess
My mornings look like outer space On the dark side of the moon Then you put me in my bright place So far from feeling blue And I would move some mountains Cause my feelings like a fountain And I'm reeling from the thought of you alone But you dont have to worry, baby You don't have to fret You dont have to worry, baby Without you I'm a mess
No, you dont have to worry, baby You don't have to fret You don't have to worry baby Without you I'm a mess Without you I'm a mess Without you I'm a mess Without you I'm a mess Darling, I'm a mess
Compositores: Angelica Bess (Body Language) (BMI), Grant Wheeler (Body Language) (BMI), Matt YoungEditor: Sounds Of Om (ASCAP)Administração: Bug House (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #12613408 em 14/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM