Steel

There's a black sky over you
Look above the trees
People gone off of the street
Cold steel chair is freezing me
Every moment on repeat
Stood beside the laundry sign
I've never met a girl like you
Do you know that you drive me crazy I hope that you do
You never sit still on the phone
You knew that I was cold all along
Make your mind up
Let me know you'd never get enough
Pack your bags up
Let's move to La Rondinaia
Make your mind up
Let me know you'd never get enough
Pack your bags up
Let's move to La Rondinaia
Drinking wine, I call this time
Come meet me, are you in Hackney?
Do you know that you drive me crazy
I think that you do
Make your mind up
Let me know you'd never get enough
Pack your bags up
Let's move to La Rondinaia
Make your mind up
Let me know you'd never get enough
Pack your bags up
Let's move to La Rondinaia



Credits
Writer(s): Laurel Anne Chartow, Thomas Gerard Beaumont Skyrme
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