Rafaela

Rafaela
With a cigarette in her hand
Rafaela
Oh, I don't understand
Just why she caught my eye
She didn't even have to try
Rafaela's walking by

Rafaela
Sipping from her wine
Rafaela
And I forget the time
As I listen to her song
And in the moment, I belong
To rafaela's got it going on

And in her solitude
She's staring at her glass
And she doesn't know
How good she looks in her red dress
And I just want to tell her
How fell for her
But I turn my head
I swallow down my verse
How could I explain
When the truth remains
That I'm Here sitting next to him?

Rafaela
She is playing with her hair
Rafaela
And I am trying not to stare
But I can't keep myself together
I can't help but looking at her
Rafaela they just can't compare

And when she goes to leave
She passes on her way
Oh, and her perfume
Leaves me in a gentle daze
And I just want to tell her
That fell for her
But I turn my head
I swallow down my verse
How could I explain
When the truth remains
That I'm here sitting
Next to him



Credits
Writer(s): Hendrik Kemkes, Lambertus Ruttenberg, Bas Vries De, Siebe Posthuma De Boer, Michael Willemsen, Roxanne Hartog, Frank Stolwijk, Anton Titsing
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