Cimorelli - Up at Night (Original Song 2016) | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Cimorelli
• Up at Night (Original Song 2016)

Pesni.guru - сайт для Гуру

Аудио предоставлено группой: http://vk.com/cimorellisistersband

I put on my jeans with the holes in the front
I’m tryina pick out just the right outfit to get your attention
You in the plaid shirt
Could give me a heart attack,
Thinking to myself this could be trouble but sometimes I like that
I can see my breath in this cold night air,
You put your hood up you look so good
That you know I can’t help it but stare
Yeah, you gotta hold on me

I danced across the parking lot,
So nervous but I laughed it out
Now I can’t stop looking at my phone
Just wanna see your name

When I close my eyes
All I see
Is me right there in his front seat
His headlights pouring down my street
I try to forget
But I can’t lie his words keep me up at night
If it’s 4:30 and I can’t sleep, you don’t have to guess
What’s keeping me up at night
What’s keeping me up at night

Sitting on the tailgate
Head on your shoulder
I love that you drove all the way out here just to get closer
Last night our phone call lasted for hours
I was in bed whispering,
Trying not to wake up my sister
Outside my front door,
When you drop me off,
Before I go in take a second
Just to breathe in this moment
Reality sets in

Maybe I don’t like your shoes
And you might think sometimes I’m rude
But that's true,
You still find a way to never let me sleep

When I close my eyes
All I see
Is me right there in his front seat
His headlights pouring down my street
I try to forget
But I can’t lie his words keep me up at night
If it’s 4:30 and I can’t sleep, you don’t have to guess
What’s keeping me up at night
What’s keeping me up at night

I couldn’t stop this
If I tried, when all the streets whisper your name when I go by
I’m making whishes ‘bout you, heading to my car
Running through the summer rain
Screaming at the stats
What’s keeping me up at night
What’s keeping me up at night

When I close my eyes
All I see
Is me right there in his front seat
His headlights pouring down my street
I try to forget
But I can’t lie his words keep me up at night
If it’s 4:30 and I can’t sleep, you don’t have to guess
What’s keeping me up at night
What’s keeping me up at night
You keeping me up at night
You keeping me up at night