Yours. To Be - Configa Remix
Configa
Sunday morning
Unconsciously conscious
In the backseat of the car
Windows wound down
My arm around you
Feeling like a superstar
Ooh, what a feeling
To be yours
I thought I liked you
But I loved you
That's how things can go
I may seem distant
But I heard you playing
On the radio
Ooh, what a feeling
To be yours
Ooh, what a feeling
To be yours
To be yours
To be yours
To be yours
To be yours
Sunday morning
Unconsciously conscious
In the backseat of the car
Windows wound down
My arm around you
Feeling like a superstar
Ooh, what a feeling
To be yours
I thought I liked you
But I loved you
That's how things can go
I may seem distant
But I heard you playing
On the radio
Ooh, what a feeling
To be yours
Ooh, what a feeling
To be yours
To be yours
To be yours
To be yours
To be yours
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Allan Burgess
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