Текст песни «Emma Dean - Henry»

Aching to be in the room 'cos no one can tell me just what to do
And everythingaas going my way a little too much these days

I just donaat know what to do
I just donaat know what to do
I just canaat think enough of you
I canaat think enough of you

Aching to feel Satan's breath over my shoulder
Saying, aa"Your demise will be so sweet for the delicate minds that youaave disrupted like beehives"

I just donaat know what to do
I just donaat know what to do
I just canaat think enough of you
I canaat think enough of you

I canaat think enough of you
Henry I, I donaat know what to do
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that weaall write for one another

And drink mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand

Should I overcome this?
Have I over sung this?
Could this be my big break?
Oh who knows for heavens sake?

Aching over because lovers say that everythingaas ok, when itaas not
But are you different do you love me or will you hate me when, when Iaam gone? X 2

I just canaat think enough of you
I canaat think enough of you
I canaat think enough of you
Henry I , I just donaat know what to do
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that weaall write for one another
And make mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand