Weymouth Songtext
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Weymouth Songtext
Summer is over and no one knows what to do
Touching your skinny shoulder, inside your room
Now it′s getting colder, the only warmth I have is you
You might think it's pneumonia but that just isn′t true
No, it's not that at all, it's my heart, it′s turning blue
Touching your skinny shoulder, inside your room
Now it′s getting colder, the only warmth I have is you
You might think it's pneumonia but that just isn′t true
No, it's not that at all, it's my heart, it′s turning blue
Writer(s): Jacob Birdseye Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
