Infatuated

Infatuated by the past
Watching that old man crash
Infatuated by the sky
I haven't really a reason why
Infatuated by your love
Simple things brought to the touch of you
Infatuated by the past
Infatuated by the past
Field of corn flows through the air
Infatuated by your eyes
And when I look into them I cry sometimes
Maybe it's the reason why I still sit alone
On my empty throne of glow and hope
Ohhh, ohh, oh
Oh, ohhh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Infatuated by the past
Watching that old man crash
Infatuated by the sky
You haven't really a reason why
You haven't a reason why
You haven't really a reason why
Oh, why
Why



Credits
Writer(s): Nat Jones, Ted Wright
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