Summer Dealer - Ben Stevenson-歌词

Summer Dealer - Ben Stevenson

Written by：Ben Stevens

I watch the

I watch the ceilin' fan go round and round again

I can't believe you went but you're gone

I miss the little things I placed a little bet

On you girl I confess that I'm lost

I can't call it I think I've folding

Your dirty laundry caught in a winding river

The one that takes you back fade to black

I've a fever summer dealer

Could you get me high one more time

Fallen over should have warned you

But I need that high one more time

But I need that but I need that

But I need that high one more time

I took your picture there came with it everywhere

It looks so different when I went back without you

You let the moments pass slow motion hourglass

I can't catch that fall and sink can't go back

I can't call it I think I've folding

Your dirty laundry caught in a winding river

Let the water lift you up fill your cup

I've a fever summer dreamer

Could you get me high one more time

Fallen over should have warned you

But I need that high one more time

But I need that but I need that

But I need that high one more time

But I need that but I need that

But I need that high one more time

I don't even know you

I don't even know you anymore

I don't even know you

But do you even know yourself