Holy Sunday - John Grvy
Who do you live for
If my love means nothing for you
What can I say more
If this war ain't worth it nor you
Tell me would you stay strong
If the music fails would you
Baby tell me would you
Baby I can't blame you
I know I'll keep my faith
Even though my youth is waste
I know I'll keep my faith
Even though your love is fade
I know I'll keep my faith
Baby tell me would you
Baby I can't blame you
Yeah
You got me searching you body among the moonbeams for you
You got me trusting nobody alone and moody for you
You got me killed and reviving like it's holy Sunday bis
Holy Sunday bis
You got me searching you body among the moonbeams for you
You got me trusting nobody alone and moody for you
You got me killed and reviving like it's holy Sunday
Holy Sunday
Tease me tease me tease me tease me baby
Till I lose control
Tease me with your love till a I lose control
You got all my body and soul
Tease me tease me tease me tease me baby
Till I lose control
Tease me with your love till a I lose control
You got all my body and soul
You got me searching you body among the moonbeams for you
You got me trusting nobody alone and moody for you
You got me killed and reviving like it's holy Sunday
Holy Sunday
You got me searching you body among the moonbeams for you
You got me trusting nobody alone and moody for you
You got me killed and reviving like it's holy Sunday
Holy Sunday
