Sun (Love Song)

I run my fingers through my face
I hate the things that are out of place
And all that I've done today
Is think of all my mistakes

The empty glasses on the table
It's like all those boring fables
Now I'm rhyming with no meaning
And my head is disappearing

Sun
Give me someone to think about
Sun
Verona, I'd find that person out
(Or just one more)
Love song
Love Song
Love Song
(Oh, one more) Love Song

I'll take a bite from my own lips
And play all those lost hits
Am I like them? forgotten
Untouched and deserted

My face is kinda losing colour
And I wish that I was taller
Now I'm rhyming with no meaning
And my head is disappearing

Sun
Give me someone to think about
Sun
Verona, I'd find that person out
(Or just one more)
Love song
Love Song
Love Song
(Oh, one more) Love Song

Sun
Give me someone to think about
Sun
(Want the good, the bad, and the flame that I've never...)
Verona, I'd find that person out

Sun
Give me someone to think about
Sun
(Want the good, the bad, and the flame that I've never...)
Verona, I'd find that person out

(Or just one more)
Love song
Love Song
Love Song
(Or just one more) Love Song
Love song
Love Song
Love Song
(Or just one more) Love Song
Love song
Love Song
Love Song
(Or just one more) Love Song
Love song
Love Song
Love Song
(Or just one more)



Credits
Writer(s): Alec Pacheco
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