Tip Of My Tongue
You're a red string tied to my fingerA little love letter I carry with meYou're sun light, smoke rings and cigarettesOld lines and kisses from silver screens
Oh dear, never saw you comingOh my, look what you have doneYou're my favorite songAlways on the tip of my tongue
You own me with whispers like poetryYour mouth is a melody that I've memorizedSo sweet, I hear it echoEverywhere I go day and night
Oh dear, never saw you comingOh my, look what you have doneYou're my favorite songAlways on the tip of my tongue
The tip of my tongueOh dear, never saw you comingOh my, look what you have doneYou're my favorite songAlways on
Oh dear, never saw you comingOh my, look what you have doneYou're my favorite songAlways on the tip of my tongue