Sitting up late
Trying to keep my head straight
But that's more than I can do
When I'm thinking of you
Sitting up late
Wondering what's our fate
Is it to crash and burn?
Or to love at each turn?
Up Late
Sitting up late
Trying to keep my head straight
But that's more than I can do
When I'm thinking of you
Sitting up late
Wondering what's our fate
Is it to crash and burn?
Or to love at each turn?