Lyrics:
The holidays linger like bad perfume
You can run but only so far
I escaped it too
Remember how you watched me leave
But if it's okay with you
It's okay with
Own it
It's yours
It's yours
Yours
You're still the one that I adore
Ain't much out there to have feelings for
Guess whose it is? Guess whose
Takin' down your neighbor won't take you any higher
I burned my own damn finger pokin' someone else's fire
And I've never gotten taller makin'
I can change the world, with my own two hands
Make a better place, with my own two hands
Make a kinder place, oh with my, oh with my own two hands
But then I think I'll wait
Until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right, your perfume fills my head
The stars get red,
I can change the world, with my own two hands
Make it a better place, oh, with my own two hands
Make it a kinder place, with my own two hands
With my
Lyin' through that perfume smell
comin' off his shirt?
What made you wanna make it work?
Did you always know he'd come around
Change his ways
then I think I'll wait
Until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right, your perfume fills my head
The stars get red, and, oh,
Make sure nobody sees you leave
Hood over your head
Keep your eyes down
Tell your friends you're out for a run
You'll be flushed when you return
make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of music
Even if nobody else sings along
You're gonna be nowhere
then I think I'll wait
Until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right, your perfume fills my head
The stars get red, and, oh,
couldn't sleep so I put on some of your
Hollywood perfume
I went out on the balcony and looked across the way
Some guy was shadow boxing, he looked
You'd be rich if looking good was your profession
Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy
Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own reflection
Into the light out of the dark
Where only love can heal your heart
And if you want I'll make a start
If you want I'll make a start
This place I
said, "Son, your crime's got consequences."
It's what he told him, fifteen years ago
He took a life and that's a fact, he'd give his own to give it back
Reach out, touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your
It's live,
Make up your own words!
You're driving all over town
In your big car
Windows down
Sweet perfume trails behind
The impression is in my mind
It's crazy how much I ache
hands up high," he cried,
"I`ve come to make your fortune mine."
But his eyes, they gave him right away,
Jesse dropped the gun and they both stared
rain and rainbow skies to make your garden grow
And in the winter snow my songs would keep you from the cold
But what use of flowers in the morning
Yours is my heart alone
And without you, life holds no charm.
Yours every thought I own,
Our love the theme of every dream.
All that makes
with someone you love
Every little flower seems to blossom by the hour
With some rare perfume
She can touch your hand and make a palace of a tiny room
You brushed by me, oh, you came so near
That I could smell the perfume in your hair
An old memory, it took me back in time
And my heart stood
an American town
In an American town
Days come and go
But it ends, windows closed
And the scent of your perfume's on me
You're useless with your phone
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