this song your song. is the last song that i'll ever do. for you about me. cuz your games are through. i won't think i won't breathe. i won't close my eyes to dream.
You say the weather in Atlanta is foggy and gray. Your work gets harder everyday. And your new boyfriend is holding on too tight. . I got a gig at the beach, a room with a view.
You say the weather in Atlanta. Is foggy and gray. Your work gets harder everyday. And your new boyfriend is holdin' on too tight. I got a gig at the beach.